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^  Chriftian  State  and  Worfhip.  K. 
§      By  L  fFJrrS,  D,  D.  '^^ 

3^      The  Twenty-seventh  Edition.      %^ 

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^Luke  XXIV.  44.    All  Things  mujt  be  juifAUdQ^ 

^     nxjh'ich  ivere  ^writtm  in  ^ -  the  irlaiii^s,  *p 

fc^     concerning  me  r^ 

}8^Heb.  XI.  52. David,  Samuel,  and  tht)^ 

^     Prophets.  iK 

J^Vcr.  40. That  they  ivithout  lis  /^^^'^SC 

^     mt  be  made  perfeii.  F^ 

^  PHIL  AD  ELPHJAi  ^ 

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^  William  Sellers.     1766  q^. 


ADVERTISEMENT 

Tothe  READERS, 

On  the  following  Heads. 


I   On   the  difFerenc    Editions    of    this 
BOOK. 

i  C7'  -^^  larger  Edition  is  prefacsd  ixith  a  Dif 
'^-  /  cQurfe  on  the  right  Way  of  fitting  tne 
;i.  Pfalms  of    Da'vid  i'or  Chriftian   Woifliip; 

fivhereinaplain  Account  isgi'ven  of  the  Autbar^s 
general'  Conduci  in  this  Imitation  of  the  Pfalms, 
t  together  woith  fome  evident  and canulniing  Arguments 
ir /o  fupport  it.  There  are  alfo  pariir.tdar  Notes  added 
r  at  the  End  of  a  great  Number  of  the  Pfalms.  'vjhich 
V  explain  their  E'vangelical  Senfe,  and/heiAj  the  Kenfon 
^ivhy  they  are  either  paraphrafed  or  abi  idged  in  fuch 
a  Manner  here. 

At  the  Requeji  of  many  Friends^  the  Author  has 
permitted  th's  Edition  in  a  fmaller  Form^  to  render  it 
more  portable  and  cou'venient  for  pubiick  Worfbip  •, 
he  therefore  defies,  and  may  reafcnably  dtrn'-nd 
this  Piece  of  Juftice  of  all  his  Readers,  that  th.j 
'oi'd  not  cenfure  and  condemn  any  Fart  of  ihfis 
Woi  k,  ^without  a  duige?it  Perufal  cf  the  'larger 
Edition,  ^wherein  the  Preface  and  Notes,  in  the 
Judgment  of  many  learned  and  jisus  Men,  ka^-vc 
gi'ven  a  fufficient  Vindication  of  the  nAjbole  Fer^ 
f or  mane  e.  A  a  O.^ 


^ 


,   i»  A  B  V  E  R  TJ  S  E  M  E  N  T 

or  the  Ufe  of  this  PfaJm  Book. 
The  chief  Dffi^n  of  this  Work  nvas  to  impro've 
Pfalmody,  or  Religious  Singing,  and  to  encourage 
the  frtqurni  PraSfiee  of  it  in  fublick  AJfemblies  and 
pri'vaie  Families^  niitb  more  Honour  and  Delight , 
yet  the  Author  hopes  tht  Reading  of  it  may  alfo  enter' 
tain  the  Parlour  and  the  Cloftt  rjuith  dc'viut  Pleafure 
and  holy  Meditations,  Therefore  be  <n:Qnld  requefi 
his  Readers  at  proper  Seafons  to  perufe  it  through  \ 
find  among  340  facred  Hymns  they  may  find  out 
fiver al  that  fuit  their  oivn  Cafe  and  Temper ^  or  the 
Circumfiances  of  their  families  and  Friends  j  they  may 
t^ach  their  ChUdren  fucb  as  are  proper  for  their  Age., 
and  hy  treafuring  them  in  their  Memory  they  may  be 
furnijbed  for  pious  Retirement,  or  may  entertain  their  j 
friends  ivith  holy  Melody.  ] 

Of  chufing  or  finding  the  Ffalm, 
The  Perufal  of  the  iKihole  Book  nvill  acquaint  evefy 
Reader  i^ttb  the  Author's  Method^  and  by  confulting 
the  Index  or  Table  of  Contents  at  the  End,  be  may 
find  Hymns  njery  proper  for  many  Occafions  of  the 
Chrifiian  Life  and  Worjbip  ;  though  no  Copy  of  Da-^ 
vid's  Pfalter  can  proruide  for  all,  as  J  have  Jhe<vun 
in  the  Preface. 

Or  if  be  remembers  the  firji  Line  of  any  Pfalm^ 
the  Table  of  the  firft  Lines  tuill  direSl  ^bere  to 
find  it. 

Or  if  any  fball  think  it  hefi  to  fing  all  the  Pfalms 
in  Order,  in  Churchfs  or  Families,  tt  may  be  done  iiuith 
Profit ;  provided  thofe  Pfalms  be  omitted  that  refer  to 
fptctal  Occurrences  of  Nations,  Churches,  or  fingle 
Lhrifiians. 

Of  naming  the  Pfalms. 

Let  the  Nurnber  of  the  Pfalm  be  neimed  difiinBly, 

\ethrr  nxiith  the  particular  Metre,  ana  particular 

itiri  cf  it :   /is  for  I/rJfance ;  Let  us  fing  the  33^ 

VUlux,    id  Part,  Common  Metre  j   or,   Let  us 

fing 


to  the  R  E  A  D  E  R  s; 


fing  the  91  fi:  Pfalm,  ift  Part,  beginning  at  the 
Paufej  or,  end'ng  at  the  Paufe;  or.  Let  us  fing 
the  84th  Pfalm  as  the  148th  Pfalm,  &c.  And  then 
read  over  ibe  firfi  Stanza  before  yau  begin  to  fing^ 
that  the  People  may  find  it  in  their  Books,  whether 
youfmg  'with  or  without  reading  Line  for  Line, 

Of  dividing  the  Pfalms, 
If  the  Pfalm  be  too  long  for  the  Time  or  Cuffom  of 
Singing,  there  are  Paufes  in  many  of  tkem,  at  nx^hich 
.  you  may  properly  ref :  Or  jou  may  have  out  ihofe 
("■erfsavlncb  are  included  in  Crotchets  [1  vAthout 
dijiurbmg  th.  Senf:  Or  in  fome  Places  you  may 
htgin  to  fmg  at  a  Paufe.  ^ 

Do7iot  always  confine  yourfdves  to  fix  StanzaV, 
but  fmg  fevn  or  eight,  rather  than  confound  the 
i^enje,  and  abufe  the  Pfalm  in  folemn  Worfbip, 

or  the  Manner  of  Singing. 
//  ^vereto  be^ijhed,  that  all  Congregations  and 
Hz  a    {T'^'''  :^ouldfing  as  they  do  m  foreign 

^7  A  L  ^T{"'''r  '^'''^'"^  ^^*^^«<?  ^'^^  h  Line. 
^bough  the- Author  has  done  ^hat  be  could  to  make 
the  Senje  compieat  m  every  Line  or  tivo,  yet  many  hi. 
convtntencia  vjill  always  attend  this  unhathy  Man^ 

Z'/J-''^'''^'  ^^^-^^'"'^i^^rimt  be  altered,  thefe 
iioo  Things  may  give  fome  Relief  '      ^ 

i'jMr,  Ut  as  many  as  can  do  it,  bring  Pfalm- 
Books  r^tth  tbem,  and  look  on  ike  Words  Lbile  the, 
fi%'*  fo  far  as  to  make  the  Senfe  compieat.  "^ 

J^Tf'^'H  *^-'  ^^''^  ''"'^^^'  -^^'^^  ^M^  over 
People  m.y  have  fome  Notion  ofv:hat  theyfing,  and 

SrllaUr''^i'  f  ^^  °\i''"^''^  '^''"^^  'U^  tedious 
i>jllab.es  ^t.hout  any  Meaning,  till  the  next  LinP 
rome  to  give  the  Senfe  of  ^em  '"' 

.    ; '  '^^[^  io  be  Kxjijbed  alfo,  that  voe  might  not  dvoell 
ojongupon  every  fingle  Note,  and  produce  the  Syllables.  •' 
0  Juch  a  ttrefome  Extent  vjith  a  confant  Untfyrmitv  ' 
A3  i^ 


^^  Advertisement,    &c. 

Congregation  cutte  out  of  Breath  tnfiminP  deor  L 
^an^as,  .whereas  i/' .^.  Method  of  SiVg^?^^^^ 
I'Ul  rejormedio  a  greater  Speed  of  Pronunciation  ^i 
2ft  often  enjoy  the  FLaJure  ofilonzerf^^Zl 
nLulTr  '^  ^'""^'--^ Breath,  and  Jr  PfaZl 
nvouU  b,   ntore  agreea'ie   to   that   of  the   anient 

ro  the  Co/^mon  Tunes  >^  all  inthuUdQommon. 

To  the  Tunes  of  the  looth  Pfalm  fng  all  intituled 
^  i'Ong  Metre. 

^otbe  Tune  of  the  251!)  Pfalm  fing  Short  Metre- 
ro  the  50th  Pfalm  fmg  one  Metre  of  the  50th  and 
93d. 

roihe  ii2th  or  ia7th  Pfalm  >^  am  MUre  of  the 

"104th  ^zz^  148th. 
ro  the  H3tl-.  Pfalm  fing  one  Metre  of  the  Foth,  53d, 

58th,  89th,  lajipart,  96th,  119th,  113th. 
ro  the  iziA  Pfalm>^  one  of  the  Metres  of  the  Qid 

i22d,  anJiy^d.  ^^ 

rothe  i48t{i  Ffalm  fmg  one  Metre  of  the  84th,  ijiff-. 

136th,  tf^^  148th. 

re  a  ne-w  Tune  fmg  one  Metre  of  the  coth  and 
115th 

Dec.  1.  i7i8. 


THE 


THE 

PSALMS 

o  F 

D    A  F   I   D. 

Imitated  in  the  L  A  N  o  u  a  o  s  of  tlie 

NEW  TESTAMENT. 

PSALM   I.   Common  Metre. 

*rhe  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked, 

LEST  is  the  M^n  who  ftiuns  the  Place 
Where  Sinners  love  to  meet ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  Ways, 
And  hates  the  Scoffer's  Seat, 


B 


a  But  in  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord 
Has  placed  his  chief  Delight ; 
By  Day  he  reads  or  hears  the  Word, 
And  meditates  by  Night. 

3  [He  like  a  Plant  of  gen'rous  Kind 
By  living  Waters  fet, 

A4»  ^^^^ 


i 

P  S  A  L  M    I.  ! 

Safe  from  the  Storm  and  blading  Wind, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  State.] 

4  Green  as  the  Leaf,  and  ever  fair 

Sh-ill  his  Profeflion  fhine ; 

While  Fruit  of  Holinefs  appear 

Like  Cluilers  on  the  Vine. 

5  Not  fo  the  Impious  and  unjuft  ; 

What  vain  Defigns  they  form  ? 
Their  Hopes  are  blown  away  like  DufV, 

Or  ChafF  before  ihe  Storm. 
€  Sinners  in  Judgment  fliall  not  (land 

AiTiOngft  the  Sons  of  Grace, 
When  Cbriji  the  Judge  at  his  right  Hand" 

Appoints  his  Saints  a  Place, 
y  His  Eye  beholds  the  Path  they  tread, 

H's  Heart  approves  it  well  j 
But  Clocked  Ways  cf  Sinners  lead 

Down  to  the  Gates  of  HeJl. 

PSALM     I.   Short  Metre. 
^be  Saint  Htppy,  the  Sinner  Miferabh* 
J   ^^  H  E  Maa  is  ever  bleft 

I        Who  (huns  the  Sinners  Ways, 
Among  their  Counfels  never  ilands. 

Nor  takes  the  Scorner's  Place, 
a  1  ut  m:ikeg  the  Law  of  God 

His  Study  and  Delight, 
Amid;1  the  Labours  of  the  Day, 
And  Watches  of  the  Night. 

3  He  like  a  Tree  fha  I  thrive. 
With  Waters  near  the  Root; 

Frefh  as  the  Leaf  his  Name  ftiall  live. 
His  V\oiks  are  heav'nly  Fruit. 

4  Not  fo  th'  ui. godly  Race, 
They  no  fiich  fleffings  find  ; 

Tbeir  Hopes  ftiall  flee  like  empty  ChafF 
Before  the  driving  Wiad. 

3  Hgw 


P  S  A  L  M    lo  3 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  ftand 
Before  that  Judgment-Seat, 

Where  all  the  Saints  at  Chriji'%  Right-Hand 
In  full  Aflembly  meet  ? 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves 
The  Ways  the  Righteous  go ; 

But  Sinners  and  their  Works  (hall  meet 
A  dreadful  Overthrow. 

PSALM    X.  Long  Metre/ 
The   Dtffertnee    betiveen    the    Righteous    and   the 

Wicked. 
1  T  TAPPY  the  Man,   whofe  cautious  Feet 
jn  Shun  the  broad  Way  that  Sinners  go, 
Who  hates  the  Place  where  Atheifts  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  Scoffers  do. 

%■  He  loves  t'  employ  his  Morning-Light- 

Amongft  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord ; 
-   And  fpends  the  wakeful  Hours  of  Night, 

With  Pleafure  pon(J'ring  o'er  the  Word. 
3  He  like  a  Plant  by  gentle  Streams, 

Shall  flourifh  in  immortal  Green  , 

And  Heav'n  will  fhine  with  kindeft  Bearasy 

On  every  Work  his  Hands  begin. 
4.  But  Sinners  find  their  Counfe's  ci  oH ; 

As  Chaff  before  the  Tempeft  flies ; 

So  fhail  their  Hopes  be  blown  and  loi^, 

Wfeen  the  laft  Trumpet  iliakes  the  Skies.^ 

5  In  vain  the  Rebel  Teeks  to  fland 
In  Judgment  with  the  pious  Race  -. 

The  dreadful  Judge  with  ftern  Command 
Divides  him  to  a  different  Place, 

6  "  Strait  is  the  Way  my  Saints  have  .von 
"  I  blefl  the  Path,  and  drew  it  plain  j 

**  But  you  would  chufe  the  crooked  Roaii  ^ 
"  And  down  it  leads  to  endlefs  Pain/' 

Ac  P  BALM- 


4  P  S  A  L  M    II. 

PSALM    2.    Short  Metre- 

Tranflated    according   to   tlie    Divine  Pattern, 
ASis  iv.  24,  (^c. 
Chu^  Dying,  Rijingy  Inter  ceding^  and  Reigning. 
1  [A/TAKER  and  Sovereign  Lord 

IVl  Of  Heaven,  and  Earth,  and  Seas, 
Thy  Providence  confirms  thy  Word, 

And  anfwers  thy  Decrees. 
a  The  Things  fo  long  foretold 

By  Da^id  are  fulfiU'd, 
When  Jenvs  and  Gentiles  Join'd  to  Itay 
Jefusy  thine  only  Child.] 

3  Why  d.d  the  Gentiles  v^g^^ 
And  7?a<./  with  one  Accord 

Bend  all  their  Counfels  to  deftroy 
Th'  Anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  Kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  DeHgn  ; 

Againft  tlje  Lord  their  PowVs  unite^ 
Againll  his  Chrift  they  join. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  Rage, 
And  will  fupport  his  Throne; 

He  that  hath  raisM  him  from  the  Dead, 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

PAUSE. 

6  Now  he's  afcended  high, 
And  afks  to  rule  the  Earth  ; 

The  Merit  of  his  Blood  he  pleads. 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly  Birth. 

7  He  afks,  and  God  beftows 
A  large  Inheritanee; 

Far  as  the  World's  rem  of  eft  Ends 
His  Kingdom  (hall  advance. 
The  Nations  that  rebel 
Muft  feci  his  Iron  Rod :  He'll 


P  S  A  L  M   ir.  ^ 

Hc'H  vindicate  thofc  Honours  well 

Which  he  received  from  God. 
9  [Be  wife,  ye  Rulers,  now, 

And  worfhip  at  his  Throne  j 
With  trembling  Joy,  ye  People,  bow^. 

To  God's  exahed  Son. 

TO  If  once  his  Wrath  arife. 

Ye  perifh  on  the  Place } 
Thett  blefled  is  the  Soul  that  flies 

For  Refuge  to  his  Grace.] 

PSALM   a.    Common  Metre. 
1  "^TT  TH  Y  did  the  Nations  join  to  flay 
VV     The  Lord's  Anointed  Son  " 
Why  did  they  caft  his  Laws  away, 
And  tread  his  Gofpel  down  ? 
a  The  Lord  that  fits  above  the  Skies, 
Derides  their  Rage  below, 
He  (peaks  with  Vengeance  in  his  Kycs, 
And  ftrikes  their  Spirits  through. 

3  '*  I  call  him  my  Eternal  Son, 

**  And  raife  him  from  the  Dead  ; 

**  I  make  my  holy  Hill  his  Throne, 

**  And  wiQe  his  Kingdom  fpread. 

4  **  Afk  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

"  The  utmoft  Heathen  Lands  : 

"  Thy  Rod  ot  Iron  (h^il  deftroy 

**  The  Rebel  that  withftands." 

5  Be  wife,  \  e  Rulers  of  the  Earthy 

Obey  th'  Anointed  Lord. 
Adore  the  King  of  heav'iilv  Birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  Word. 

6  With  humble  Love  addrefs  his  Throne; 

For  if  he  frown  ye  die  : 
Thofe  are  fecure,  and  thofe  alone 
Who  on  his  Grace  rely, 

A 6  PSALM 


I 
i  P  S  A  L  M    II.  I 

PSALM  2.    Long  Metre. 

ChriftV  Beat/;,  Refurreaicn,  and  Afcenjion. 

'    SKI  ^^  ^^^  t^^  J^"^^  proclaim  their  Rage  > 
Y  y      The  Kojna^ts  why  their  Swords  employ; 

/^gainft  the  Lord  iheir  Powers  engage 

His  clear  Anointed  to  deflroy  ? 
a  *  Come,  let  us  break  his  Bands,  they  fay, 

*  This  Man  flial!  never  give  us  Laws  -; 

And  ihus  they  caft  his  Yoke  away. 

And  nail'd  the  Monarch  t )  i he  Crofs. 

3  But  God,  who  high  in  Glory  reigns. 
Laughs  at  their  Pride,  their  Rage  controuIs>' 
Ke'll  vex  their  Hearts  with  inward  Pains, 
And  fpeak  in  Thunder  to  their  Souls. 

4  "  I  will  maintain  their  King  I  made 
"  On  Ziori^  ever  biting  Hill, 

"  My  Hand  fliall  bring  him  from  the  Dead^ 
And  he  ihall  ftand  your  Sovereign  ftill." 

5  [His  wond'rous  Rifmg  from  the  Earth 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  i 
The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  Birth  : 
"  I'his  Day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

«-  "  Afcend,  my  Son,  to  my  Rigb^hand: 
"  There  thou  (halt  afk,  and  I  beftow 
**  The  utmoft  Bounds  of  Heathen  Lands  % 
"  To  thee  the  northern  IHes  (hall  bow/' 

7  But  Nations  that  refift  his  Grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  Iron  Stroke  j 
His  Rod  fliall  cruffl  his  Foes  with  Eafe,. 
As  Potters  Earthen  Work  is  broke; 

PAUSE. 

%  Now  ye  that  fit  on  eartkly  Thrones, 
Be  wife,  and  ferve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb: 
Now  to  his  Feet  fubmit  your  Crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his^Name. 

5  With 


PSALM    in.  7 

9  With  humble  tov€  addrefs  the  Son, 
Left  he  grow  angry^  and  ye  die  ; 

His  Wrath  will  burn  to  Worlds  unknown. 
If  ye  provoke  his  Jealoufy. 

10  His  Storms  (hall  drive  you  quick  to  Hell,. 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  Dult  j 

Happy  the  Souls  that  knov\-  him  well. 
And  make  his  Grace  their  only  Truft, 

PSALM    J.    Common  Metre, 

Doubts  and  Fears  fupprej}  j  or  G  0  D  our  Defend 
from  Sin  and  Satan. 

I  li  /J  Y  God,  how  many  are  my  Fears! 
-IVjl     How  fad  my  Foes  increale  I 
Confpiring  my  eternal  Death, 
They  break  my  prefent  Peace. 
2-  The  lying  Tempter  would  perfuade 
There's  no  Relief  in  Heaven. 
And  all  my  fwelling  Sins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiven, 

3  Bat  thou,  my  Glory  and  my  Strength, 

Shalt  on  the  Tempter  tread, 
Shait  filence  all  my  threatening  Guilr, 
And  raife  my  drooping  Head. 

4  [Icry'd,  and  from  his  holy  Hill 

He  bow'd  a  lift'ning  Ear  j 
I  caird  my  Father  an'd  my  GOD, 
And  he  fubdu'd  my  Fear. 

5  He  fhed  f^^ft  Slumbers  on  mine  Eyes 

In  fpight  of  all  my  Foes  j 
I  ""woke,  and  wondered  at  the  Grace 
That  guarded  my  Repofe.] 

6  What  tho'  the  HoPcs  of  Death  and  Hell, 

All  arm'd  againft  me  ftood  : 
Terrors  no  more  (hall  ihake  ray  £oul  j 
My  Refage  is  my. God. 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  Grace^r 

While  I  thy  Glory  ^ing  %-         '.  My 


t  P  S  A  L  M    IV. 

My  God  has  broke  the  Serpent's  Teeth, 

And  Death  hath  loft  his  Sting, 
8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs^ 

His  Arm  alone  can  fave. 
Bleflings  attend  thy  People  here. 

And  reach  beyond  the  Grave. 

P  S  A  L  M  3.    a/.  1',  i,  3,  4,  5,  8.  Long  Metre^ 
A  Morning  Pfalm. 

t  /^  LORD,  hovr  many  are  my  Foes 
Vy    In  this  weak  State  of  Flefti  and  Blood  I 
My  Peace  they  daily  difcompofe. 
But  my  Defence  and  Hope  is  God. 

a  Tir'd  with  the  Burdens  of  the  Day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  Evenmg  Cry : 
Thou  heard'ft  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  Almighty  Help  was  nigh* 

3  Supported  by  thine  heav'nly  Aid 
I  laid  me  down,  and  flept  fecure  : 
Not  Death  fliould  make  my  Heart  afraid. 
Though  I  (hould  wake  and  rife  no  more. 

4.  But  God  fuftain'd  me  all  the  Night  j 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong: 
He  rais'd  my  Head  to  fee  the  Light, 
And  makes  his  Praife  my  Morning  Song. 

P  S  A  L  M  4.   v.  i>  2,  3*  5>  6,  7.  Long  Metre. 
Htaring  of  Prayer^    or  G  O  D  our  Portion,    and 

Chrift  our  Hope. 
J   r"^  G  O  D  of  Grace  and  Righteoufnefs, 

U  Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain : 

Thou  haft  enlarged  me  in  Diftrefs, 

Bow  down  a  gracious  Ear  again. 
2  Ye  Sons  of  Men,  in  vain  ye  try. 

To  turniny  glory  into  Shame  : 

How  longwill  Scoffers  love  to  lye, 

And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  Name? 

3  Know 


P  S  A  L  M    V.  9 

5  Know  that  the  Lord  divid#!iis  Saints 

From  all  the  Tribes  of  Men  befide  j 

He  hears  the  Cry  of  Penitents 

For  the  dear  Sake  of  Cbriji  thai  dyM. 
A  When  our  obedient  Hands  have  done 

A  Thoiifand  Works  of  Righteoufnefs, 

We  put  our  Truft  in  God  alone. 

And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  Grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  Many  Cay, 

«'  Who  <willbeJio^w  fome  earthly  GoodP''* 
But,  Lord,  ttiy  Light  and  Love  we  p*ay  j 
Our  Souls  defire  this  heavenly  Food, 

6  Then  (hall  my  chearful  Pow'r s  rejoice 
At  Grace  and  Favour  fo  divine, 

Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  Choice 
For  all  their  Corn,  and  all  their  Wine. 
P  S  A  L  M  4.    «!/.  3,  4,  5,  8.    Common  Metre. 

A?}  E'vening  Pfalm. 
»  T    O R  D,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  j 
i   J    I  am  for  ever  thine  j 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  Day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  fin, 
z  And  while  I  reft  my  weary  Head 
From  Cares  and  Bufinefs  free, 
'Tis  fweet  converfing  on  my  Bed 
•   With  my  own  Heart  and  Thee. 

3  I  pay  this  Evening  Sacrifice; 

And  when  my  Work  is  done. 
Great  God,  my  Faith  and  Hope  relies 
Upon  thy  Grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  Thoughts  composed  to  Peace, 

rii  give  mine  Eyes  to  Sleep ; 
Thy  Hand  in  Safety  keeps  my  Days, 
And  will  my  Sluftibers  keep. 
P  S  A  L  M  5. 
For  ike  hordes  Day  Morning. 
1  T    ORD,  in  the  Morning  thou  (halt  hear 
1  -/    My  Vc-ice  afcending  high  j  To 


30  F  S  A  L  M    VI. 

To  thee  will  Idirefl  my  Pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  Eye. 
a  Up  to  the  Hills  where  Chriji  is  gone 
To  plead  tor  all  his  Saints, 
Prefen-iing  at  his  Father's  Throne 
Our  Songs  and  our  Complaints. 
3-  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  Sight 
The  Wicked  fliall  not  ftand. 
Sinners  fliall  ne'er  be  thy  Delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  Right  Hand. 
<j.  But  to  thy  Houfe  will  I  refort. 
To  tafte  thy  Mercies  there  j 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  Court, 
And  worftiipin  thy  Fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  Feet 

In  Ways  of  Righteoufnefs ! 

Make  every  Path  of  Duty  ftrait. 

And  plain  before  my  Face. 

PAUSE. 

6  My  watchful  Enemies  combine 

To  tempt  my  Feet  aftray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  bafe  Dcfign, 
To  make  my  Soul  their  Prey. 

7  Lord  crufti  the  Serpent  in  the  Duft, 

And  all  his  Plots  deftroy ;        : 
While  thofe  that  in  thy  Mercy  truft, 

For  ever  fhout  for  Joy. 
S  The  Men  that  love  and  fear  thy  Name, 

Shall  fee  their  Hopes  fulfill'd  j 
The  mighty  GoD  will  compafs  them 

With  Favour  as  a  Shield. 

PSALM   6.    Common  Metre. 
Complaint  in  Sicknefs ;  or  Difeafes  healtd. 

1  TN  Anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
X    Withdraw  the  dreadful  Storm  5 
Nor  let  thy  Fury  grow  fo  hot 
Againft  a  feeble  Worm;  %  My 


PSALM    VI.  II 

^  My  Soul's  bowM  down  with  heavy  Cares, 
My  Flcfh  with  Paki  opprelt : 
My  Couch  is  Witnefs  to  my  Tears, 
My  Tears  forbid  my  Reft. 
J  Sorrow  and  Pain  wear  out  my  Days  j 
I  wafte  the  Night  with  Cries, 
Counting  the  Minutes  as  they  pafs, 
'lill  the  flow  Morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  ftill  tormented  more  ? 

Mine  Eye  conlum'd  with  Grief? 
How  long,  my  GoD,  how  long,  before 
Thine  Hand  afford  Kelef  ? 

5  He  hears  when  Duil  and  A(hes  fpeak, 

He  pities  all  our  Groans, 
He  faves  us  for  his  Mercy's  Sakcj 
And  heals  our  broken  Bones. 

6  The  Virtue  of  his  fovVeign  Word, 

Reftores  our  fainting  Breath  : 
For  filent  Graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Ner  is  he  known  in  Death, 


L 


PSALM   6.    Long  Metre, 
Temptation  in  Siclnefs  overcome, 
O  R  D,  I  can  fuffer  thy  rebukes. 


When  thou  with  Kindnefs  doft  chaftifej 
But  thy  fierce  Wrath  I  cann^.t  bear, 
O  let  it  not  agnnlt  me  rile  ! 
Pity  my  langu-^fliing  F-fta^c, 
And  eafe  the  Sorrows  that  I  feel, 
The  Wounis  thine  heavy  Har^d  hath  made, 
G  lei  thy  gentler  Touches  heal ! 
See  how  I  pafi'  my  v^-^ary  Days 
In  Sighs  and  Groans  y  and  when  'tis  Night, 
My  Bed  is  water'd  with  my  Tears? 
My  Grief  confumes,  and  dims  my  Sight. 
Look  how  the  Powers  of  Nature  mourn ! 
How  long.  Almighty  GoD,  how  Io»g  ? 

When 


x»  .  P  S  A  L  M    Vn. 

When  fh'all  thine  Hour  of  Grace  return  ? 
When  fhall  I  make  thy  Grace  my  Song? 

5  I  feel  my  Flefii  fo  near  the  Grave, 
My  Thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair  j 
But  Graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  Duft  and  Silence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  Tempters,  from  my  Soul; 
And  all  defpairing  Thoughts  depart,* 

My  God,  who  bears  my  humble  Moan,  \ 

Will  cafe  my  Flefh,  and  chcar  my  Heart.  | 


P  S  A  L  M  7.  Common  Metre. 

C  0  D's  Care   of   his  People^    and  Punijbment  of 

Perfecutors, 
1   TV /f  Y  Truft  is  in  my  heav'nly  Friend, 
]^JX  My  Hope  in  Thee,  my  God  : 
Rife,  and  my  helplefs  Life  defend 
Fiom  thofe  that  f  ek  my  Blood, 
%  With  Infolence  and  Fury  they 
My  Soul  in  Pieces  tear. 
As  hungry  Lions  rend  the  Prey 
When  no  Deliverer's  near. 

3  If  I  had  e'er  provok'd  them  firft, 

Or  once  abusd  my  Fee, 
Then  let  him  tread  my  Life  to  Duft, 
And  lay  mine  Honour  low. 

4  If  there  be  Malice  fumd  in  me, 

I  know  thy  piercing  Eyes ; 
I  fhould  not  d^re  appeal  to  Thee, 
Nor  a(k  my  GoD  to  rife 

5  Arife,  mv  God,  lift  up  thy  Hand, 

Their  Pride  and  Pow'r  C(  ntroul; 
Awake  to  Judgment,  and  command 
DelivVance  tor  my  Soul. 

PAUSE. 
€  [Let  Sinn'=>rs  and  their  wicked  Rage 
Be  humbled  to  the  Duft: 

Shall 


PSALM    VIII  13 

Shall  not  the  G'OD  of  Truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  Juft  ? 

7  He  knows  the  Heart,  he  tries  the  Reigns, 

He  will  defend  th'  Upright : 
His  fharpeft  Arrows  he  ordains 
Againft  the  Sons  of  Spite. 

8  Forme  their  Manee  digg'd  a  Pit, 

Bit  there  therafelves  are  cafl ; 
My  God  makes  all  their  Pvlifchiefs  light 

On  their  own  Heads  at  laft.] 
^  That  cruel  perfec-.-.ting  P.ace 

Mufl  feel  his  dreadful  Sward  : 
Awake  mv  Soul,  and  praife  the  Grace 

And  Juttice  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM   S.     Short  Metre. 

G  0  D's  So'vereignty  and  Goodnefs  j  and  Man" J  Di" 
minion  over  the  Creatures, 

1   f~\  LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 

V^^  Thy  Name  is  all  Divine  ; 
Thy  Glories  round  the  Earth  are  fpread, 

And  o'er  the  Heav'ns  they  fhine. 
a  When  to  thy  Wo  ks  on  high 

I  raife  my  wond'nng  ^yes, 
And  fee  the  Moon  complete  in  Light 

Adorn  the  darkf^^me  Skies.  - 
3  When  I  furvey  the  ^'tars, 

And  ail  their  fh.ning  Forms, 
Lord  what  is  Man,  that  worthlefs  Thing, 

A-  kin  to  Duft  and  Worms  ? 
5  Lord  what  is  worthlefs  Man, 

That  th' u  fhouldft  love  him  fo  ? 
Next  to  thine  Angels  is  he  plac'd, 

And  Lord  cxf  all  below. 
5  Thine  Honours  crown  his  Head, 

While  Beafts,  like  Slaves  obey, 
And  Birds  that  cut  the  Air  with  Wings, 

And  Fifli  that  cleave  the  Sea.  6  How 


X4  PSALM  vnr. 

6  How  rich  thy  Bounties  are! 
And  wond'rous  3 re  thy  Ways : 

Of  Duft  and  Worms  tby  Pow'r  can  frame 
A.  Monument  of  Prjife, 

7  [Out  of  the  Mouths  of  Babes 
And  Sucklings,  thou  canftdravy 

Surprizing  Honours  to  thy  Narre, 
And  ftrike  the  World  with  Awe. 

8  O  lord,  our  heav'nly  King, 
Thy  Name  is  all  Divine  : 

Thy  Glories  round  the  Earth  are  fprea4» 
And  o'er  the  Heav'ns  they  fiiine.] 

PSALM  8.  Common  Metre. 

ChriftV  Condefcevfion  and  Glorification 5  or,  G  O  D' 

made  Man. 

1  f^  LORD,  our  God,  how  wond'rous great- 
V  "^  Is  thine  exalted  Name! 

Ths  Glories  of  tliy  heav'nly  State 
Let  Men  and  Babes  proclaim. 

2  When  I  behold  thy  Works  on  high, 

The  Moon  that  rules  the  Night, 

An  i  St-ra  that  well  adorn  the  Sky, 

Thofe moving  Worlds  of  Light} 

3  Lord,  whal  is  M^n,  or  all  his  Race, 

Who  dwell?  fo  far  below, 
That  thou  (houldft  vlfit  him  with  Grace, 
And  love  his  Nature  fo? 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  Ihould  bear 

To  tske  a  mortal  Form, 
Made  lower  than  his  Angels  are, 
To  fave  a  dying  Worm. 
3  [Yet  while  he  livM  on  Earth  unknown, 
And  Men  would  not  adore, 
Th'  obedient  Seas  and  Fifh-s  own 
His  Godhead  .?nd  liis  PowY. 
^  The  Waves  Liy  fp^ead  beneath  his  Feet, 
And  tifti  at  his  Command 

,  Bring 


PSALM    VIII.  IS 

Bring  their  large  Shoals  to  Piter^s  Net, 
Bring  Tribute  to  his  Hand. 

7  Thefe  Icfler  Glorie?  of  the  Son 

Shone  through  the  flefhly  Cloudy 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  Throne, 
And  Men  confefs  him  God.] 

8  Let  him  be  crown'd  with  Majefty, 

Who  bow'd  his  Head  to  Death  5 
And  be  bis  Honours  founded  high. 
By  all  Things  that  have  Breath. 

9  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great 

Is  thine  exaited  Name  » 
The  Glories  of  thy  heav'nJy  State 
Let  the  whole  Earth  proclaim. 
PSALM     8.    <v,  J,  z.    Parfffhrafed* 
Fit  ft  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  Ho/anna  of  the  Children  j  or.  Infants  praijing 

GOD. 
1     ALMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  Skies, 

JrV  Thro'  the  wide  Earth  thy  Name  is  fpread, 
A-nd  thine  eternal  Glories  rife 
O'er  all  the  Heav'ns  ihy  Hands  have  made, 
a  To  Thee  the  Voices  of  the  Young 
A  Monument  of  Honour  raife  j 
And  Babes  with  unitiftrufted  Tongue 
Declare  the  Wonders  of  thy  Praiie. 

3  Thy  Power  aflifts  their  tender  Age 
To  bring  proud  Rebels  to  the  Ground, 
To  ftiJl  the  bold  Bla/phemcr's  Rage, 
And  all  their  Policies  confrund. 

4  Children  amidft  thy  Temple  throng, 
To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  Face  j 
The  S9n  of  Da'vid^  is  their  Song; 
And  young  Hofanna's  fill  the  Place. 

5  The  frowning  Scribes  and  angry  Priefts 
In  vain  their  impious  Cavils  bring  j 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  Breafts, 
While  Je'wifb  Babes  procIai.11  thefr  King. 

PSALM, 


i6  PSALM    IX. 

PSALM    8.    1/.  3.  &c.  Paraphras'd. 

Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Adam  and  Chrifl,    Lmds  of  the  Old  -and  Nenv 

Creaiton. 
I  T    O  R  D,  what  was  Man,  when  made  at  firft, 

Jl  _^  Adam  the  Offspring  of  the  Duft, 

That  thou  (houldft  fet  him  and  his  Race 

But  jull  below  an  Angel's  Place? 
^  That  thou  fhouldft  raife  his  Nature  fo. 

And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below. 

Make  every  Beaft  and  Bird  fubmit, 

And  lay  the  Fifties  at  his  Feet  ? 
3  But,  O  !  what  brighter  Glories  wait 

To  crown  the  Second  Adam\  State  ! 

"What  Honours  (hal!  thy  Son  adorn. 

Who  condefcended  to  be  born  ? 
4.  See  him  below  his  Angels  made; 

See  him  in  Duft  amongft  the  Dead, 

To  five  a  ruin'd  World  from  Sin  : 

Bu.  he  (hall  reign  with  Pow'r  divine. 
5  The  World  to  come  redeemed  from  all 

The  Miferies  that  attend  the  Fall, 

New  made,  and  glorious,  fhall  fubmit, 

At  our  exalted  Saviour's  Feet. 

P  S  A  L  M  9.    Firjl  Part. 
Wrath  and  Mercy  from  the  'judgment  Seat. 
I    \  Jl  .  I T  H  my  whole  Heart  Fl!  rai fe  my  Song, 
^  Thy  Wondei  s  Fll  proclaim  : 

Thou  fov'reign  Judge  of  R^ght  and  Wrong 
Wilt  put  my  Foes  to  Shame, 
a  I'll  fing  thy  Majefty  and  Grace  ; 
My  God  prepares  his  Throne, 
To  judge  the  Wu  Id  in  Right^oufnefs, 
And  make  his  Vengeance  known. 
3  Then  (h^ill  the  Lord  a  Refuge  prove 
For  all  the  Poor  oppreft  \ 

^  To 


P  S  A  L  M    IX.  >    S7 

To  fave  the  People  of  his  Love, 
And  give  the  Weary  Reft. 

4  The  Men  that  know  thy  Name,  will  truft 

In  thy  abundant  Grace  ; 
For  thou  haft  ne'er  forfook  the  Juft, 
Who  humbly  feek  thy  Face. 

5  Sing  Praifes  to  the  Righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Z;Ws  Hill, 
Who  executes  his  threatening  Word, 
And  doth  his  Grace  fulfil. 
PSALM    9.    1;.   12.     Second  Part. 
The  Wifdom  and  Equity  of  Pro'vidence. 
I  XT  THEN  the  great  Judge  fupreme  and  Juft, 
W      ^hall  once  enquire  for  Blood, 
The  humble  Souls  that  mourn  in  Duft, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 
a  He  from  the  dreadful  Gates  of  Death 
Does  his  own  Children  raife  j 
In  Zion's,  Gates,  with  chearful  Breath, 
They  fing  their  Father's  Praife. 

3  His  Foes  (hall  fall  with  heedlefs  Feet 

Into  the  Pit  they  made : 
And  Sinners  p^rifli  in  the  Net 

That  their  own  Hands  have  fpread. 

4  Thus  by  thy  Judgment,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  Counfels  known  j 
When  Men  of  Mifchief  are  deftroy'd. 
The  Snare  muft  b"  their  own. 
PAUSE. 

5  The  Wicked  (hall  fink  down  to  Hell  5 

Thy  Wrath  devour  the  Lands 
That  dare  forget  Thee,  or  rebel 
Againft  thy  known  f;  mmands. 

6  Tho'  Saints  to  fore  Diftrefs  are  brought. 

And  wait,  and  long  c  mplain. 

Their  Cries  (hali  not  be  ftili  forgot. 

Nor  (hall  their  Hopes  be  vain. 

7  [Rife,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  Seat, 

To  judge  and  fave  the  Poor  j  Let 


i8  P  S  A  L  M    X. 

Let  Nations  tremble  at  thy  Feet, 
And  Man  prevail  no  more. 
8  Thy  Thunder  ftiall  affright  the  Proud, 
And  put  their  Hearts  to  Pain, 
Make  'em  confefs  that  thou  art  Go&, 
And  they  but  feeble  Men.} 

PSALM    lo. 

Trayer  heardy  and  Saints  fa<ved -,    or,  Prhli, 

Atbeifm  and  Opprejfion  punijh,rd. 

For  a  Humiliation  Day. 

'   "\X7  ^  ^  ^^^^  ^^  ^°^*^  ^^^^  ^^  ^0  far? 
V  V      And  why  conceal  his  Face, 
When  great  Calamities  appear, 
And  Times  of  deep  Diftre  s? 
»  Lord,  ihalJ  the  Wicked  iliH  deride 
Thy  Jultice  and  thy  Power  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  Heads  in  Pride, 
And  itill  thy  Saints  devour? 

3  They  put  thy  Judgments  from  their  Sight, 

And  th'-n  infuh  the  Poor  j 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  Height, 
That  they  fhall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  God,  lift  up  thine  Hand, 

Attend  our  humble  Cry  J 
No  Enemy  (hall  dare  to  ftand. 
When  Go©  afcends  on  high. 
PAUSE. 

5  Why  do  the-Men  of  Malice  rage, 

And  fay,  with  foolilh  Pride, 
"  The  God  of  Hea<v"n  nvtU  nier  engags 
*'  To  figbt  en  ZionV  Side^' 

6  But  thou  tor  ever  art  our  Lord, 

And  powerful  is  thine  Hand, 
As  when  the  Heathen  felt  thy  Sword, 
And  perifh'd  from  thy  Land, 

7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  Hearts  to  pray, 

Andcaufe  thine  £ar  to  hear  j 

He 


PSALM    XL  19 

He  hearkens  what  feis  Children  fey, 
And  puts  the  World  in  Fear. 

8  Proud  Tyrants  fliall  no  more  opprefs. 
No  more  defpife  the  Juft  j 
And  mighty  Sinners  (hall  confefs 
They  are  but  Earth  and  Duft. 

P  S  A  L  M  II.    L«ng  Metre. 

GOD  loves  the  Righteous,  and  bates  the  Wicked^ 

1  "KM  Y  Refuge  is  the  God  of  Love, 
^^  Why  do  my  Foes  infult,  and  cry, 
"  fly  like  a  timorous  trembling  Do've^ 
*'  To  dijiant  Woods  or  Mountains  fiyC* 

%  If  Government  be  all  deftroy'd, 
(That  firm  Foundation  of  our  Peace) 
And  Violence  makes  Juftice  void, 
Where  (hall  the  Righteous  feek  Redref*  ? 

3  The  Lord  in  Heaven  has  fix'd  his  Throne, 
His  Eye  furveys  the  World  below  ; 

To  him  all  mortal  Things  are  known. 
His  t'ye-lids  fearch  our  Spirits  through, 

4  If  he  afHidls  his  Saints  fo  far, 

To  prove  their  Love,  and  try  their  Grace, 
What  may  the  bold  Tranfgreflbrs  fear? 
His  very  Soul  abhors  their  Ways. 

5  On  impious  Wretches  he  (hall  rain 
Tempefts  of  Brimftone,  Fire  and  Death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  Plain 

Of  Sodom,  with  his  angry  Breath. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  Souls, 
Whofe  Thoughts  and  Aftions  arefincere  ; 
And  with  a  gracious  Eye  beholds 

The  Men  that  his  own  Image  bear. 

B  PSALM 


»«>  PSALM   xir. 

P  S  A  L  M  II.    Long  Metre. 

the  Saints  Safety  and  Hope  in  evil  Timts ;  or,  Sih 
of  the  Tongut  complained  of,  viz.  BlaCpbem\ 
Fal/hood,  &c.  ^*^      ^ 

T  1*   O  R  D,  if  thou  doft  not  foon  appear, 
^  Virtue  and  Truth  will  fly  away  j 
A  faithful  Man  amongft  us  here 
Will  fcarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 

4  The  whole  Difcourfe  when  Neighbourg  meet. 
Is  fiird  with  Trifles  loofe  and  vain  i 

Their  Lips  are  Flatt'ry  and  Deceit, 
And  their  proud  Language  is  profane. 

3  But  Lips  that  with  Deceit  abound 
Shall  not  maintain  their  Triumph  long  ; 
The  God  of  Vengeance  will  confound 
The  flatt'ring  ancTblafpheming  Tongue. 

4.  «  Yet  /ball  our  Words  be  free,  they  cry  j 
*'  Our  Tongues  Jh all  be  controul'd  by  none  : 
**  Habere  is  the  Lord  luill  ajk  us  njuhy  ? 
**  Or,  fay,  cur  Lips  are  not  our  onvn  ?'* 

5  The  Lord  who  fees  the  Poor  oppreft, 
And  hears  th'  OpprefTor's  haughty  Strain, 
Will  rife  to  give  his  Children  Reft, 

Nor  (hall  they  truft  his  Word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  Word,  O  Lord,  tho'  often  try'd. 
Void  of  Deceit  (hall  ftill  appear } 
Not  Silver  feven  Times  purify'd 

From  Drofs  and  Mixture  ihines  fo  clear, 
^  Thy  Grace  (hall  in  the  darkeft  Hour 
Defend  the  holy  Soul  from  Harm  ; 
Tho'  when  the  vileft  Men  have  Power, 
On  ev'ry  Side  will  Sinners  fwarm. 

PSALN 


PSALM     Xir.  ar 

PSALM   12.    Common  Metre. 
Otmplaint  of  a  general  Corruption  of  Manners ;  or> 
The  Promife  and  Signs  ^  G  H  R I S  TV  coming  to 
'Judgment. . 
J  IJrfeLP*  Lord.,  for  Men  of  Virtue  fail, 
*-^    Religion  lofes  Ground  ; 
The  Sons  of  Violence  prevail, 
And  Treacheries  abound, 
a  Their  Oaths  and  Promifes  they  break, 
Yet  aft  the  Flatterers  Part  j 
With  fair  deceitful  Lips  they  fpeak. 
And  with  a  double  Heart. 
3  If  we  reprove  feme  hateful  Lye, 
How  is  their  Fury  ftirr'd  ? 
"  Jre  not  our  Lips  our  cwn,  they  cr)v 
"  And  ivho/ball  be  our  LordF"* 
4.  Scoffers  appear  on  every  Side, 
Where  a  vile  Race  of  Men 
Is  rais'd  to  Seats  of  Pow'r  and  Pride, 
And  bears  the  Sword  in  vain." 
PAUSE. 

5  Lord,  when  Iniquities  abound. 

And  Blafphemy  grows  bold. 
When  Faith  is  hardly  to  be  found. 
And  Love  is  waxen  cold  j 

6  Is  not  thy  Chariot  haft'ning  on  ; 

Haft  thou  not  giv'n  this  Sign  j 
May  we  not  truft  and  live  upon 
A  Promife  fo  divine  ? 

7  ♦*  Yes,  faith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  ri/e, 

**  And  make  Oppreflbrs  flee  ; 

**  I  (hall  appear  to  their  Surprize, 

"  And  fet  my  Servants  free^ 

8  Thy  Word,  like  Silver  feven  Times  try'd. 

Thro'  Ages  (hall endure; 
Then  Men  that  in  thy  Truth  confide. 
Shall  find  the  Promife  fure, 

Ba  PSALP4 


ft*  P  S  A  E  M    XIIL 

PSALM    13.    Lohg  Metre. 
Pleading  'with  GOD  under  Defirtion \  or,  Ho^, 

in  Darknejs. 
I  TT  O  W  long,  O  Lord  !  Hiall  I  complain, 

■*^  Like  one  that  feeks  his  God  in  vain. 

Canft  tliou  thy  Face  for  ever  hide  ? 

And  1  ftiil  pray  and  be  deny'd? 
a  Shall  1  for  ever  be  forgot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regaideft  not? 

Still  ihall  my  Soul  thine  Abfence  mourn  \ 

And  ftill  defpair  of  thy  Return? 
^.  How  long  (hall  my  poor  troubled  Breaft 

Be  with  thefe  anxious  Thoughts  oppreft. 

And  Sat  tn,  my  malicious  Foe, 

Rejoice  to  fee  me  funk  fo  low  ? 

4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  Relief, 
Before  my  Death  conclude  my  Grief  4 

If  thou  with  hold  thy  heav'nly  Ligbt, 
I  deep  in  everlafting  Night. 

5  How  will  the  Pow'rs  of  Darknefs  boaft, 
If  but  one  praying  Soul  be  loft  ? 

But  I  have  truittd  in  thy  Grace, 
And  fhall  again  behold  thy  Face. 

6  Whate'er  my  Fears  or  Foes  fuggeft. 
Thou  art  my  Hope,  my  Joy,  my  Reft", 
My  Heart  fliail  feel  thy  Love,  and  raife 
My  chearful  Voice  to  Songs  of  Praife. 

PSALM   13.    Common  Metre. 
Complaints   under  Temptations  of  the  Dt'viJ. 
I  rj  O  W  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  Face  ? 
*-*•    My  God,  how  long  delay?  1 

When  (hall  I  feel  thofe  heavenly  Rays  : 

TJhat  chace  my  Fears  away  ?  ' 

a  How  long  fh^ll  my  poor  lab'ring  Soul 
Wreftle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Xhy  Word  can  all  my  Foes  controuJ, 
♦   '  And  eafe  my  raging  Pain,  3  $€ 


B  S  A  L  M    XIV.  *$ 

3  See  how  the  Prince  of  Darknefs  tries 
All  his  malicious  Arts, 
He  fpreads  a  Mift  arouad  my  Eyes,     - 
And  throws  his  fiery  Darts. 
f  Be  thou  my  Sun,  and  thou  ray  Shield, 
My  Soul  in  Safety  keep  j 
Make  Hafte  before  mine  Eyes  are  feal'd 
In  Death's  eternal  Sleep. 

5  How  would  the  Tempter  boaft  aloud 

If  I  became  his  Prey  ! 
Behold  the  Sons  of  Hell  gro  a'  proud 
At  thy  fo  long  Delay. 

6  But  they  fliall  fly  at  thy  Rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  Head  j 
He  knows  the  Terrors  of  thy  Look, 
And  hears  thy  Voice  with  Dread. 

7  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fov'reign  Grace^ 

Where  all  my  Hopes  kave  hungj 
I  fhali  en^iploy  my  Lips  in  Praife, 
And  Vift'ry  ihali  be  fung. 

P  S  A  L  M  14.    FirJI  Part, 

By  Nature  all  Men  ar£  Sinners, 
t  "pOOLS  in  their  Hearts  believe  and  fay, 
*      "  That  all  Religion's  vain, 
<'  There  is  no  God  that  feigns  on  high, 
*<  Or  minds  th'  Affairs  of  Men." 
a  From  Thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  prophane 
Corrupt  Difcourfe  proceeds ; 
And  in  their  impious  Hands  are  found 
Abominable  Deeds. 

3  The  Lord  from  his  Celeftial  Throne 

Look'd  down  on  Things  below. 
To  find  the  Man  that  fought  his  Grace,' 
Or  did  his  Juftice  know. 

4  By  Nature  all  are  gone  aftray. 

Their  Pra6lice  all  the  fame  j 

,   B  3  There's 


«4>  PSALM    XV, 

There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  Hand, 
There's  none  that  loves  his  Name. 

5  Their  Tongues  are  us'd  to  fpcakDeceif, 

Their  Slanders  never  ceafe  j 
How  fwift  to  Mifchief  are  their  Feet  j 
Nor  know  the  Paths  of  Peace. 

6  Such  Seeds  of  Sin  (that  bitter  Root) 

In  ev'ry  Heart  are  found  j 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  Fruit, 
Till  Grace  re/ine  the  Ground. 

PSALM    14.    Second  Part, 

The  Folly  of  Perfecuton. 
1    A  R  E  Sinners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown 
-^^     That  they  the  Saints  devour  ? 
And  never  v,'or(hip  at  thy  Throne, 
Nor  fear  ihine  awful  Power  ? 
i.  Gie.it  God,  appear  to  their  Surprize, 
Reveal  thy  dreadful  Name } 
Let  them  no  more  thy  Wrath  defpife, 
Nor  turn  our  Hope  to  Shame. 

3  Doft  thou  not  dwell  among  the  Juft, 

And  yet  our  Foes  deride, 
That  we  (liould  make  thy  Name  our  Truft  *. 
Great  God,  confound  their  Pride. 

4  O  that  the  joyful  Day  were  come 

To  finifh  our  Diftrefs ! 
When  God  (hall  bring  his  Children  home, 
Our  Songs  (hall  never  ceafe. 

PSALM   15.    Common  Metre. 
CharaSiers  of  a  Saint ;  or,  a  Cifizen  of  Zion  5  or. 

The  ^Salifications  of  a  Chrijiian. 
I   TXT  H  O  (hall  inhabit  in  thy  Hill, 
,  *^      O  God  of  Holinefs? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  adni't  to  dwell 
So  near  his  Throne  of  Gwce  ?  i 

%  That 


^  S  A  L  M    XV.  ts 

%  That  Man  th^t  walks  in  pious  Ways, 
And  works  with  righteous  Hands  j 
That  tru-fts  his  Maker's  Prcmifes, 
And  follows  hii  Commands. 

3  He  fpeaks  the  Meaning  of  his  Hearty 

Nor  (landers  with  his  Tongue  j 

Will  fcarce  believe  an  ill  Report, 

Nor  do  his  Neighbour  Wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  Sinner  he  contemns. 

Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord ; 
And  tho'  to  his  own  Hurt  he  (wears, 
Still  he  performs  his  Word. 

5  His  Hands  difdain  a  Golden  Bribe, 

And  never  gripe  the  Poor. 
This  Man  (hall  dwell  with  God  on  Earth, 
And  find  his  Heav'n  fecure. 

PSALM   15.    Long  Metre. 

Religion  and  Jufticey  Goodnefs  and  Truth  ;  or,  Du- 
ties to  God  and  Man  j  or.  The  Salifications  of 
a  ChriJIian, 

1  VjlTHO  (hall  afcend  thy  heav'nly  Place, 
^^   Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  Face  ? 
The  Man  that  minds  Religion  now. 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 

a  Whofe  Hands  are  pure,  whofe  Heart  is  clean  3 
Wbofe  Lips  ftill  fpeak  the  Thing  they  mean  j 
No  Slanders  dwell  upon  his  Tongue  : 
He  hates  to  do  his  Neighbour  Wrong, 

3  [Scarce  will  he  truft  an  ill  Report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  Neighbour's  Hurt: 
Sinners  of  State  he  can  defpife, 
But  Saints  are  honour'd  in  his  Eyes.] 

4.  [Firm  to  his  Word  he  ever  ftood. 
And  always  makes  his  Fromife  good  : 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  Thing  he  fwearr. 
Whatever  Pain  or  Lofs  he  bears.] 

B4-  5  He 


*^  PSALM  xvr. 

5  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  Gold, 
4^  ,"^^"/'^'  that  Juftice  fhould  be  fold  : 
wiijJe  others  gripe  anti  grind  the  Poor, 
bweet  Charity  attends  his  Door.] 

0  He  loves  his  Enemies,  and  prays 
';«'"j^ofe  that  curfe  him  to  his  Facet 
And  doth  to  all  Men  iUll  the  fame 
That  he  would  hope  or  wifti  from  them. 

'  }  ef»^when  his  holieft  Works  are  done. 
His  Soul  depends  on  Grace  alone : 
V^'I  \^  ^^'^  ^^"  ^^^y  ^ace  ftiall  fee, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  Thee. 

PSA  L  M   1(5.    FirJfPart.   Long  Metre. 

CcnffJJion  cj  our  Fo'verty  j  and  Saints  tbi  btfl  Cm 

pany,  or.  Good  ITorh  profit  Mm,  mt  GOD,k 

1  PRESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  Time  of  Nei 
*      For  Succour  to  thy  Throne  I  flee : 

But  have  no  Merits  there  to  plead, 
My  Goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  Thee, 
a  Oft  have  my  Heart  and  Tongue  confeft, 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  j 
My  Praife  can  never  make  thee  bJefl-, 
Nor  add  new  Gloiies  to  thy  Name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  Saints  on  Earth  may  reap 
Some  Profit  by  the  Good  we  do  j 

Thefe  are  ihe  Company  I  keep, 
Thefe  are  the  thoiceft  Friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  chufe  the  Sons  of  Mirth, 
To  give  a  Relifti  to  their  Wine  J 

I  love  the  Men  of  heav'nly  Birth, 

Whofe  Thoughts  and  Language  arc  divine, 

PSALM  1^.    SicondPart.    Long  Metre. 
Chrift'i  Ml-fufficiency. 
J  TT  O  W  faft  their  Guilt  ^nd  Sorrows  rife, 
-■■  •*•  Who  hafte  to  feek  fome  Idol-God  I 
I  will  not  tafte  their  Sacrifice,  • 

Theii  OftVings  of  forbidden  Blood.        %  My 


F'S  A  L'M  XVI .  ^ 

a  My  GOD  provides  a  richer  Cup; 

And  nobler  Food  to  live  uponj 

He  for  my  Life  has  cfier'd  up 

JESUS  his  beft-beloved  Son. 
3  His  Love  is  my  perpetual  Feaft; 
,  By  Day  his  Counfels  guide  me  right  5 

And  be  his  Nsme  for  ever  bleft, 

Who  gives  me  fweet  Advice  by  Night. 
4, 1  fet  him  (till  before  mme  Eyes  j 

At  my  Right-Hand  he  ftands  prepared. 

To  keep  my  Soul  from  all  Surpiize, 

And  be  my  everlafting  Guard. 

PSALM    16,     Third  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Courage  in  Death,  and  Hope  in  the  Re/urreSiion. 
1   VyHEN  GOD  is  nigh,  my  Faith  is  ftrong^ 
*  "^      His  Arm  is  my  Almighty  Prop  : 

Be  glad,  my  Heart,  rejoice  my  Tongue, 

My  dying  Flefli  ihall  retl  in  Hop-, 
a  Though  in  the  Dult  I  lay  my  Head, 

Yet,  gracious  GOD,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

My  Soul  for  ever  with  the  Dead, 

Nor  lofe  thy  Children  in  the  Grave. 
3  My  Fiefh  ihall  thy  firit  Call  obey, 

Shake  off  theDuft,  and  rife  on  high; 

Then  (halt  thou  lead  the  vvond'rous  Way 

Up  to  thy  Throne  above  the  Sky. 
4.  There  Streams  of  endlefs  Pieafure  fiowj 

And  full  Difcov'ries  ot  thy  Grace, 

(Which  we  but  tailed  here  below) 

Spread  heavenly  joys  thro'  all  tke  Place, 
# 
P  S  A L  M  16.  q:;.  1--8.  Firfi  Fart.  Common  Metre. 
Support  ami  Counfel  from  GOD  iviihout  Merits 
2  G  A  V  E  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  Fo&, 

*^    In  Thee  my  Trull  I  place; 

Though  all  the  ( Jood  that  I  can  do 

Can  lie'&r  ^^kn^  thy  Gracs  j 

£  5  s  Y«t 


it  PSALM  xvr. 

a  Yet  if  my  G  O  D  prolong  my  Breath, 
The  Saints  may  profit  by't  ; 
The  Saints  the  Glory  of  the  Earth, 
The  Men  of  my  Delight. 

3  Let  Heathens  to  their  Idols  hafte, 

And  worfhip  Wood  or  Stone  5 
But  my  delightful  Lot  is  caft 

Where  the  true  GOD  is  known. 

4  His  Hand  provides  my  conftant  Food, 

He  fills  my  daily  Cup  j 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  prefent  Good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  Hope. 

5  GOD  is  my  Portion  and  my  Joy  j 

His  Counfels  are  my  Light  : 
He  gives  me  T/zeet  Advice  by  Day, 
And  gentle  Hints  by  Night. 

6  My  Soul  would  all  her  7  houghts  approve 

To  his  all- feeing  Eye  ; 
Not  Death  nor  Hell  my  Hope  fhai!  move 
While  fuch  a  Fii&nd  is  nigh. 

PSALM   i^.    Sicofjii  Part.     Common  Metre* 

The  Death  and  Refurreaion  of  Chrift. 
a  "  T  Set  the  Lord  before  ray  Face, 
•*  **  He  bears  my  Courage  up  : 
**  Mv  Heart  and  Tongue  their  Joys  exprefs, 
"  My  Flefh  fhail  relt  in  Hope, 
ft  "  My  Spirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
"  Where  Souls  departed  are  j 
*'  Nor  quit  my  Body  to  the  Grave- 
*'  To  fee  Corruption  there. 
3  "  ThoU  wiU  reveal  the  Path  of  Life, 
'*  And  raife  me  to  thy  Throne  : 
**  Thy  Couj'ts  immortal  Pleafure  give, 
,    **  Thy  Prefence  Joys  unknown." 
\  [Thus  in  the  Name  of  Chrift,  the  Lord, 
1  Ue  h  oiy  DavU  isJiii^t 

And 


PSALM    XVIL  ^ 

And  Providence  fulfils  the  Word 
Of  his  prophetick  Tongue. 
I  Jefus,  whom  every  Saint  adores, 
Was  crucify'd  and  (lain  j 
Behold  the  Tomb  its  Prey  reftores, 
Behold  he  lives  again. 
6  When  (hall  my  Feet  arife  and  ftand 
On  Heav'n's  eternal  Hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  G  O  D's  Right-hand; 

And  there  the  Father  fmiles  ] 
P  S  A  L  M  17.  a;.  13,  ^<r.    Short  Metre, 
Portion  of  Saints  and  Sinners }  or,  Hope  and  De- 

/pair  in  Death. 
X    A  R  I  S  E,  my  gracious  GOD, 
-**■     And  make  the  Wicked  flee  ; 
They  are  but  thy  chaftifing  Rod 
To  drive  thy  Saints  to  Thee, 
a  Behold  the  Sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  Words  are  vain  ; 
Here  in  this  Life  his  Pleafure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  Pain. 
3  Then  let  liis  Pride  advance, 
And  boail  of  all  his  Store; 
The  Lord  is  my  Inheritance, 
My  Soul  can  v^ifh  no  more> 
4.  I  fhall  behold  the  Face 

Of  my  forgiving  GOD: 
And  ftand  compleat  in  Righteoufnefs^ 
Wafti'd  in  my  Saviour's  Blood, 
5  There's  a  new  Heav'n  begun 
When  I  awake  from  Death, 
Dreft  in  the  Likenefs  of  thy  Son^ 
Andidraw  immortal  Breath. 

P  S  A  L  M   17;    Long  Metre, 
^he  Sinner's  Porfion,  and  Saint's  Hope ;    or,  Th^ 

Hea'ven  of  feparate  Souls,  and  the  Refurreiiion. 

3r  T    O  RD,  I  am  thine  j  but  thou  wilt  prove 

■      My  Faiih;>  my  Patience,  and  laj  Love  5. 

B  6  Wken. 


PSA  L  M    XVIII. 

When  Men  of  Spite  againft  me  join. 
They  are  the  Swoid,  the  Hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  Hope  and  Portion  lie  below  j 
'Tis  all  the  Happinels  they  know  j 

Tis  all  they  feek  j  they  take  their  Shares, 
And  leave  the  re(t  am')ng  their  Heirs. 

3  What  Sinners  vakie,  I  rtfign: 

Lo;d,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine: 

I  niall  behold  thy  blifshil  Face, 

And  fUnd  compleat  in  Kighteoufnefs. 

4  This  Life's  a  Dream,  an  empty  Show  j 
But  the  briglit  Wosid,  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  Joys  lubilantial  and  fincere  j 
When  fhall  Iwake,  and  find  me  there  ? 

5  O  glorious  Hour  !  O  bled  Abode  ! 

I  fhali  be  near,  ^nd  like  my  GOD; 
And  Flefh  and  Sin  no  more  controul 
The  facred  Pieainres  of  the  Scul. 

6  My  Flefli  fliall  flumber  in  the  Ground, 
Till  the  laft  Trumpet's  joyful  Sound  ; 
Then  burA  the  Chains  with  fwcet  Surprize, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  Image  rile. 

PSALM   i8.    FirJIPart. 

Long  Metre.    <v.  i—G,  15---18. 

Jjeli'verance  from  Defpair  j  or,   Temptaikns  ever- 

come, 
J  npHEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  Strength, 
-"-    My  Rock,  my  Tow-'r,  my  high  Defence 
Thy  mighty  Arm  fhall  be  my  Truft, 
For  I  have  found  Salvation  thence, 
a  Death,  and  the  Terrors  of  the  Grave, 
f  tooGl  round  nue  with  their  difmal  Shade  j 
While  Floods  cf  high  Temptations  rofe. 
And  made  my  fir  king  Soul  afraid. 
3  i  faw  tne  op'ning  Gates  or  Hell, 

Wi.k  endlefs  Pains  and  Sorrows  there. 

(Wt:ich  noiie  but  they  that  feet  cftii  tell) 

^  {.lie  1  K^s  iuj-j') 'd  ,to  deJpnir.  4.  Iri- 


PSALM    XVIII.  3X 

4.  In  my  Diftrefs  I  called  my  G  O  D, 
Whe»  I  could  fcarce  believe  hini  mine  4 
He  bowd  his  Ear  to  my  Complaint  j 
Then  did  his  Grace  appear  divine. 

5  [With  Speed  lie  flew  to  my  Relief, 
As  on  a  Cherub's  Wing  he  rode  j 
Awfui  and  bright  as  Lightning  (hone 
The  Face  of  my  Deliv'rer  GOD. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  bis  Rebuke, 
The  Biaft  of  his  Almighty  Breath  j 
He  fent  Salvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  Deeps  of  Death] 

7  Great  were  my  Fears,  ray  Foes  were  great. 
Much  was  their  Strength,  and  more  tlieir  Rage  j 
But  Chrtfj,  my  Lord,  is  ConquYor  (till 

In  all  the  Wars  that  Devils  wpge. 

8  My  Song  for  ever  fnall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  Hour; 
And  give  the  Glory  to  the  Lord 
Due  to  his  Mercy  and  his  Power^ 

PSALM    18.    Second  Part. 

v.  20---26.     Long  Metre. 
Sincerity  pro'ved  and  renvarded. 
1  T   ORD,  thou  haft  feen  my  Soul  fincerej 
"*-'  Haft  made  thy  Truth  and  Love  appear  j 
Before  mine  Eyes  I  fet  thy  Laws, 
And  thou  haft  own'd  my  righteous  Caufe, 
a  Since  I  have  learnM  thy  holy  Ways, 
I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  Face  j 
Or  if  my  Feet  did  e'er  depart, 
'Twas  never  with  a  wicked  Heart. 
3  What  fore  Temptations  broke  m.y  Reft  ! 
What  Wars  and  Stragglings  in  my  Breaft  ! 
But  thro'  thy  Grace  thn  reigns  within 
i  guard  againft  my  darling  Sin. 
t^  That  Sin  that  cloie  beiets  me  ftiU, 
That-  woiks  and  itrive^  againil  my  Will ; 

Whett^ 


^^:  PSALM  xvnr. 

When  (hall  thy  Spirit's  SovVeign  PowV 
Deftroy  it  that  it  rife  no  more  ? 

5  With  an  impartial  Hand  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  Mortals  their  Reward  ; 
The  kind  and  faithful  Soul  (hall  find 
A  GOD  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 

6  The  Juft  and  Pure  fliall  ever  fay, 
Thou  art  more  pure,  more  juil  than  they  j 
And  Men  that  love  Revenge,  (hall  know, 
GOD  hath  an  Arm  of  Vengeance  too. 

PSALM    1 8.     Third  Part, 
Long  Metre,  a/.  30,  31,  34,  35,  46,  &c. 
Rejoicing  in  GO  D  f  or,  Sal'vation  and  Triumphs 
I    T  U  S  T  are  thy  Ways,  and  true  thy  Word, 
J     Great  Rock  of  ray  fecure  Abode  : 
Who  is  a  GOD  befide  the  Lord  r 
Or  whereas  a  Ps.efuge  like  our  G  O  D  ? 
a    Tis  he  that  girds  me  with  his  Might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  Sword  to  wield  : 
And  while  with  Sin  and  Hell  i  fight. 
Spreads  his  Salvation  for  my  Shield. 
,  He  lives  (and  blelTed  be  my  Rock) 
The  G  O  D  of  my  Salvation  lives. 
The  dark  Defigns  of  Hell  are  b;oke  J  . 

Sweet  is  the  Peace  my  Father  gives. 
^  Before  the  Scoffers  of  the  Age 
I  will  exalt  my  Father's  Name, 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  Rage, 
But  meet  Reproach,  and  bear  the  Shame. 
t  To  I^fli/zV  and  his  Royal  Seed 
Thy  Grace  for  ever  ftiall  extend  ; 
Thy  Love  to  Saints  in  Chrift  their  Head, 
Knows  not  a  Limit,  nor  an  End. 
PSALM   ^%.   FirJ}  Part.  Common  Mefre. 

ViBory  and  Triumph  over  Temporal  Enemies, 
I  'Vjn  E  love  Thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
'' *     Now  is  thine  Arm  r eveai'd  v 


PSALM    XVIIL  3V, 

Thou  art  bu«  Strength,  our  beav'nly  TgwY^ 
Our  Bulwa!k  and  our  Shield, 
a  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 
And  find  a  fure  Defence  j 
Hi^holy  Name  our  Lips  invoke, 
And  draw  Salvation  thence. 

3  When  GOD,  our  Leader,  (hines  in  Arms, 

What  mortal  Heart  can  bear 
The  Thunder  of  his  loud  Alarms  ? 
The  Lightning  of  his  Spear  ? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  Wind, 

And  Angels  in  Array, 
In  Millions  wait  to  know  his  Mind, 
And  fwift  as  Flames  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  Rebuke 

Whole  Armies  are  difmay'd  ; 
His  Voice,  his  Frown,  his  angiy  Look,. 
Strikes  all  their  Courage  dead 

6  4Ie  forms  our  Gen'rals  for  the  Field, 

With  all  their  dreadful  ikill ; 
Gives  them  his  awful  Sword  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  Hearts  of  Steel. 

7  [He  arms  our  Captains  to  the  Fight, 

(Tho'  there  his  Name's  forgot) 
Ke  girded  Cyrus  with  his  Might, 
But  Cyruj  knew  him  not. 

8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  Nations  blefl:, 

For  his  own  Church's  Sake  ; 
The  PowVs  that  give  his  People  Reft, 
Shall  of  his  Care  partake.] 

PSALM   J  8.    Second  Part.    ConMnon  Metre* 

The  Conqu£ror''s  Song. 

3  »T>0  thine  Almighty  Arm  we  owe 
■■•      The  Triumph  of  the  Day  5 
Thy  Teirors,  Lord,  confound  the  Fee, 
i^Ti^  m\\  \Wif  Strength  ^way, 


34  PSALM    XIX, 

a  'Tisby  thine  Aid  our  Troops  prevail. 
And  break  united  Pow'rs, 
Or  burn  their  boafted  Fleets,  or  fcale 
The  proudeft  of  their  TowVs. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  thro'  the  Field, 

Aild  trod  them  to  the  Ground  ; 
While  thy  Salvation  was  our  Shield, 
But  they  no  Shelter  found  ! 

4  In  vain  to  idle  Saints  they  ciy. 

And  perifh  in  their  Blood  ;     ^ 
Where  is  a  Rock  To  great,  fo  high. 
So  pow'rful  as  our  GOD? 

5  The  Rock  of  Ifrael  ever  lives. 

His  Name  be  ever  blelt ; 
'Tis  his  own  Arm  the  VidtVy  gives. 
And  gives  his  People  Reft. 

6  On  Kings  that  reign  as  Da'vU did^ 

He  pours  his  Bleflings  down  ; 
Secures  their  Honours  to  their  Seed, 
And  well  fupports  the  Crown. 

P  S  A  L  M  19.    Fir/}  Pari.    Short  Metre. 

The  Book  of  Nature  and  of  Scripture* 
S  -pEHOLD  the  lofty  Sky 
•»-^    Declares  its  Maker  GOD, 
And  all  his  ftarry  Works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  Pow'r  abroad, 
a  The  Darknefs  and  the  Light 

Still  keep  their  Courfe  the  fame; 
While  Night  to  Day,  and  Day  to  Night, 
Divinely  teach  his  Name. 

3  In  evVy  diff'rent  Land 

Their  gen'ral  Voice  is  known  ; 
They  fhew  the  Wonders  of  his  Hand, 
And  Orders  of  his  Throne. 

4  Ye  Britifff  Lands  rejoice, 

Here  he  reveals  his  Word, 
We  are  not  left  to  Nature's  Voice 
To  biii  us  know  the  Lord.  5  His 


P  S  A  L  M    XIX,  n^ 

5  Hii  Statutes  and  Commands, 
Are  fct  before  our  Eyes, 
He  put  his  Gofpel  in  our  HandS) 
Where  our  Salvation  lies. 
€  His  Laws  are  juft  and  pure, 
His  Truth  without  Deceit, 
His  Promifes  for  ever  fure, 
And  his  Rewards  are  great. 
7  [Not  Honey  to  the  Tafte 
Affords  10  mush  Delight, 
Nor  Gold  that  has  the  Furnace  part;, 
So  much  allures  the  Sight. 
S  While  of  thy  Works  I  fmg, 
Thy  Glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  Praife,  my  G  O  D,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  Name.] 

PSALM   19.    Second  Part,    Short  Metre. 

G  0  D's  Word  mofl  excellent  j    or,    Sincerity  and 
Watehfulneju 
For  a  Lord's  Day  Morning. 
I  "p  EH  OLD  the  Morning  Sun 
•^   Begins  his  glorious  Way  j 
His  Beams  thro'  all  the  Nations  run. 
And  Life  and  Lisht  convey, 
ft  But  where  the  Gofpel  comes. 
It  fpreads  diviner  Light, 
It  calls  dead  Sinners  from  their  Tombs, 
And  gives  the  Blind  their  Sight, 

3  How  pei  feft  is  thy  Word  ! 

And  all  thy  Judgments  }uft  j 
For  ever  fure  thy  Promife,  Lord, 
And  Men  fecurely  truft. 

4  My  gracious  GOD,  how  plaia 

Are  thy  Directions  giv'n  I 
O  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  Path  to  Heav'n, 

PAUSE, 


3«  PSALM    XIX. 

PAUSE. 

5  1  hear  thy  Word  with  Love, 

And  I  would  fain  obey  j 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  left  I  ftray. 

6  O  who  can  ever  find 

The  Errors  of  his  Ways  ? 
Yet  with  a  bold  prefumptuous  Mind 
I  would  not  dare  tranfgrefs. 

7  Warn  me  of  evVy  Sin  ; 

Forgive  my  fecret  Faults, 
And  cleanfe  this  guilty  Soul  of  mine, 
Whofe  Crimes    xceed  my  Thoughts. 

8  While  with  my  Heart  and  Tongue 

I  fpread  thy  Praife  abr-^ad  j 
Accept  the  Worfhip  and  the  Song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  GOD. 

PSALM    19.  Long  Metre. 
Thi  Books  cf  Nature  and  of  Scripture  compared \  cri 

The  Glory  and  Succefs  of  the  Gofpel. 
I  nn  H  E  Heavens  declare  thy  Glory,  Lord, 
-■-      In  evVy  Star  thy  Wifdom  ftiines  : 
But  when  our  Eyes  behold  thy  Word, 
We  read  thy  Name  in  fairer  Lines, 
a  The  rolling  Sun,  the  changing  Light, 
And  Nights  and  Days  thy  Pow'r  confefs  j 
But  the  blell  Volume  thou  haft  writ 
Reveals  thy  Juftice  and  thy  Grace. 

3  Sun,  Moon  and  Stars,  convey  thy  Praife 
Round  the  whole  Earth,  and  never  ftand  : 
So  when  thy  Truth  begun  its  Race, 

It  touch'd,  and  glanc'd  on  ev'ry  Land. 

4  Nor  (hall  thy  fpreading  Gofpel  reft 

Till  thro'  the  World  thy  Truth  has  run  ; 
Till  Chrift  has  all  the  Nations  bleft 
That  fee  th«  X«ight,  or  feel  the  Sun. 

■    i.t  t  rtL  , :,.•  5  Great 


G^ 


PSALM    XIX.  37 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs,  arife, 
Blefs^he  dark  World  with  heav'nly  Light ; 
Thy  Gofpel  makes  the  Simple  wife  ; 
Thy  Laws  are  pure,  thy  Judgments  right. 

i  Thy  nobleft  Wondeis  here  we  view 
In  Souls  renew'd,  and  Sins  forgiv'n  : 
Lord,  cleanfe  my  Sins,  my  Soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  Word  my  Guide  to  Heav'n. 

PSALM  19.  To  the  Tune  of  the  113th  Pfalm. 
Tbt  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture. 
iReat  God,  the  Heav'n's  wellorder'd  Frame 

Declares  the  Glories  of  thy  Name  : 
There  thy  rich  Works  of  Wonder  fliine, 
A  thoufand  ftarry  Beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  Marks  appear 
Of  boundlefs  PowY,  and  Skill  divine. 
a  From  Night  to  Day,  from  Day  to  Night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  Light, 

Leftures  of  heav'nly  Wifdom  read  j 
With  filent  Eloquence  they  raife 
Our  Thoughts  to  our  Creator'sTraife, 
And  neither  Sound  nor  Language  need. 

3  Yet  their  divine  Inftrudlions  run 
Far  as  the  Journeys  of  the  Sun, 

And  every  Nation  knows  their  Voice  ; 
The  Sun,  like  fome  young  Bridegroom  dreft, 
Breaks  from  the  Chambers  of  the  Eaft, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  Earth  rejoice, 

4  Where  e'er  he  fpreads  his  Beams  abroad. 
He  fmiles,  and  fpeaks  his  Maker  GOD: 

All  Nature  joins  to  (hew  thy  Praifc  : 
Thus  G  O  D  in  every  Creature  fhines  j 
Fair  is  the  Book  of  Nature's  Lines, 
But  fairer  is  the  Book  of  Grace. 
PAUSE. 
I  I  love  the  Volumes  of  thy  Word  j 
What  Light  and  Joy  thofe  Leaves  afford  ' 
To  Souls  benighted  and  diftreH !  Thy 


3l  P  S  A  L  M    XX. 

Thy  Precepts  guide  my  doubtful  Way, 
Thy  Fe>r  torl^ars  my  Feet  to  fti  ay, 
Thy  Promife  leads  my  Heart  to  Reft. 

6  From  the  DifcovVies  of  thy  Law 
The  perfeft  Rules  of  Life  I  draw  j 

Thefe  are  ray  Study  and  Delight} 
Not  Honey  fo  invites  the  Tafte, 
Nor  Gold  that  hath  the  Furnace  paft. 

Appears  fo  pleafmg  to  the  Sight. 

7  Thy  Threat'nings  wake  my  fiumb'ring  Eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  Danger  lies  j 

But  'tis  thy  blefl'ed  Gofpel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  Conlciencc  clean. 
Converts  my  Soul,  fubdues  my  Sin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  Reward. 

8  Who  knows  the  Errors  of  his  Thoughts  ? 
My  GOD,  forgive  my  fecret  Faults, 

And  from  prefumptuous  Sins  reftrain.  j 
Accept  my  poor  Attempts  of  Praife, 
That  I  have  read  thy  Book  of  Grace, 

And  Book  of  Nature  not  in  vain, 

P  9  A  L  M    ao. 

Prayer  and  Hope  of  Fi^ory. 

For  a  Day  of  Prayer  in  Time  of  War. 
1  XT  O  W  may  the  G  O  D  of  Pow'r  and  Grace 
■'•^     Attend  his  People's  humble  Cry  ! 
yeho<vah  hears  when  Ijr'el  prays. 
And  brings  DelivVance  from  on  high, 

4  The  Name  of  Jacobs  GOD  defends 
Better  than  Shields  or  brazen  Walls  j 
He  from  his  Sanftuary  fends 
Succour  and  Strength  when  Zion  calls. 

5  Well  he  remembers  all  our  Sighs, 
His  Love  exceeds  our  belt  Deferts } 
His  Love  accepts  the  Sacrifice 

Of  humble  Gfoansand  broken  Hearts. 

4-  Ift 


PSALM    XXI.  3f 

4  In  hij  Salvation  is  our  Hope, 

And  in  the  Name  of  //rV/'s  GOD, 
jOur  Treops  (hall  lift  their  Banners  up. 
Our  Navies  fpread  their  Flags  abroad. 

5  Some  truft  in  Horfes  train'd  for  War, 
And  fome  in  Chariots  make  their  Boafts  j 
Our  fureft  Expeditions  are 

Prom  Thee,  the  Lord  of  heavenly  Hofts. 

6  [O  may  the  Mem'ry  of  thy  Name 
Infpire  our  Armies  for  the  Fight ! 
Our  Foes  fliaii  fall  and  die  with  Shame, 
Or  quit  the  Field  with  (hameful  Flight.] 

7  Now  fave  us.  Lord,  from  flavifti  Fear, 
Now  let  our  Hope  be  firm  and  ftrong. 
Till  thy  Salvation  (hall  appear, 

And  Joy  and  Triumph  raife  the  Song, 

P  S  A  L  M  ai.    Common  Metre. 

Our  King  is  the  Care  af  Heanjen, 

I  'T*  HE  King,  O  Lord,  with  Songs  of  Praife, 
-*-      Shall  in  thy  Strength  rejoice, 
And,  bleft  with'thy  Salvation,  raife 
To  Heaven  his  chearful  Voice, 
a  Thy  fure  Defence  thro'  Nations  round 
Has  fpread  his  glorious  Name  j 
And  his  fuccefsful  A6lions  crown'd 
With  Majefty  and  Fame. 
3"  Then  let  the  King  on  G  O  D  alone 
For  timely  Aid  rely  ; 
His  Mercy  {hall  fupport  the  Throne, 
And  all  our  Wants  fupply. 

4  But,  righteous  Lord,  his  ftubborn  Foes 

Shall  feel  thy  dreadful  Hand  j 
Thy  vengeful  Arm  fha!l  find  out  thofe. 
That  hate  his  mild  Command. 

5  When  thou  againft  them  doft  engage, 

Thy  juR,  but  dreadful  Doom 

Shall 


♦«»  PSALM    XXII. 

Shall,  like  a  fiery  Oven's  Rage, 
Their  Hopes  and  them  confume. 

Thus,  Lord,  thy  wond'rous  Power  declare. 
And  thus  exalt  thy  Fame  J 

While  we  glad  Songs  of  Praife  prepare 
For  thme  Almighty  Name. 

PSA  L  M    *i    V.  ,—.9.    Long  Metre. 
Chnit  exalted  to  the  Kingdom. 
I    T\AVID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  Strength, 

p\  ^u'^^^t""  c^'  '^^'■^"^  ^y  ^P^^i^l  Grace, 
BMtChrift  the  Soh  appears  at  length. 
Fulfils  the  Triumph  and  the  Praife. 
a  How  great  is  the  Mejfiah's  Joy 
In  the  Salvation  of  thy  Hand  ! 
Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  Kingdom  highv 
And  giv'n  the  World  to  his  Commandf 

3  Thy  Goodnefs  grants  whate'«r  he  will, 
Nor  doth  the  leaft  Requeft  with-hold  : 
Bleffings  of  Love  prevent  him  ftill. 
And  Crowns  of  Glory,  not  of  Gold. 

4  Honour  and  Majefty  divine 
Around  bis  facred  Temple  fhine ; 
Bleft  with  the  Favour  of  thy  Face, 
And  Length  of  everlafting  Days. 

5  Thine  Hand  fhall  find  out  ail  his  Foes  ,• 
And  as  a  fiery  Oven  glows 

With  raging  Heat  and  living  Coals, 
So  rhall  thy  Wrath  devour  their  S#uU, 

P  S  A  L  M  *2.  V.  1—16.^  Firft  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
The  Sufferings  and  Death  of  Chrifl. 
I  "W  ^  Y  ^^s  "^y  God  my  Soul  forfook, 
''      Nor  will  a  Smile  afford? 
(Thus  S>a^idQnct  in  Angui/h  fpoke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 
a  Though  'tis  thy  chief  Delight  t«  dwell 

Among  thy  praifing  Saints,  Yet 


PSALM    XXir.  41 

Yet  thou  canft  hear  a  Groan  as  well. 

And  pity  our  Complaints. 
3  Our  Fathers  trufted  in  thy  Name, 

And  g\j||t  Deliv'rance  found  ; 
But  I'm  ijp'orm  defpis'd  of  Men, 

And  trodden  to  the  Ground. 
4.  Shaking  the  Head  they  pafs  me  by. 

And  laugh  my  Soul  to  Scorn  j 
**  In  i>ain  he  trufis  in  God,  they  cry, 

"  Neglsded  and  forlorn.^' 

5  But  thou  art  He  who  form'd  my  Fiefli, 

By  thine  Almighty  Word, 
And  fince  I  hung  upon  the  Breaft, 
My  Hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  Face 

When  Foes  ftand  threat'ntng  round 
In  the  dark  Hour  of  deep  Diftrefs, 
And  not  an  Helper  found  ? 

P  A  U  S  E. 

7  Behold  thy  Darling  left  among 

The  Cruel  and  the  Proud, 
As  Bulls  of.  Bajban  fierce  and  ftrong. 

As  Lions  roaring  loud, 
S  From  Earth  and  Hell  my  Sorrows  meet 

To  multiply  the  Smart ; 
They  nail  my  Hands,  they  pierce  my  Feet, 

And  try  to  vex  my  Heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  Sov'reign  Hand  let  loofe 

The  Rage  of  Earth  and  Hell, 
Why  will  my  heav'nly  Father  bruife 
The  Son  he  loves  fo  well  ? 

10  My  GOD,  if  pofiJble  it  be. 

Withhold  this  bitter  Cup  j 
But  I  rcfign  my  Will  to  Thee, 
And  drink  the  Sorrows  up. 
^i  1  My  Heart  diffolves  with  Hangs  unknovrn. 
In  Groans  I  waftc  my  Breath  ; 

Thy 


41  PSA  L  M    XXIL 

Thy  heavy  Hand  has  brought  me  dovrn 

Low  as  the  Duft  of  Death. 
12  Father,  I  give  my  Spirit  up. 

And  truft  it  in  thy  Hand  j       ^ 
My  dying  Fkfti  fliell  reft  in  Haj^. 

Andrileat  thy  Commaad. 

P  S  A  L  M  11.  I*  *o,  21,  17 — jt.  Second  Par; 
Common  Metre. 
GhriftV  Sufferings  and  Kingdom. 
X  "     7\7  O  IV  from  the  roaring  Lion's  Rage^ 
*  "^    "  0  Lordy  protea  thy  Son^ 
<*  Nor  leave  thy  Darling  to  engage 
"  The  Peivrj  «/  Hell  alone.'' 
ft  Thus  did  our  fufFring  Saviour  pray, 
With  mighty  Cries  and  Tears  j 
GOD  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  Day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  Fears. 

3  Great  was  the  Vi6l'ry  of  his  Death, 

His  Throne  exalted  high: 
And  all  the  Kindreds  of  the  Earth 
Shall  worlhip  or  Ihall  die. 

4  A  numerous  Offspring,  muft  arife 

From  his  expiring  Groans  ; 
They  fliall  be  reckoned  in  his  Eyes 

For  Daughters  and  for  Sons. 
3  The  meek  and  humble  Soul  ihall  fee 

His  Table  richly  fpread  j 
And  ail  that  feek  the  Lord  Ihall  be 

With  Joys  immortal  fed. 
(,  The  Ifles  fnali  know  the  Righteoufnefs 

Of  our  incarnate  G  OD.  ' 

And  Nations  yet  unborn  profefs  I 

Salvation  in  his  Blood.  ^ 

P  S  A  L  M  22.    Long  Metre. 
ChriftV  Sufferings  and  Exaltation. 
I    >^  O  W  let  our  mournful  Songs  record 
^■^     The  dying  Sorrows  of  our  Lord, 

Wher 


PSALM    XXIIL  4* 

When  he  complain'd  in  Tears  and  Blood, 
As  one  forfaken  of  his  GOD. 

•  The  Jenvs  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 
And  fhake  their  Heads  and  laugh  in  Scorn  | 
*'  He  refcu'd  others  from  the  Grave  j 
"  Now  let  him  try  himfelf  to  fave. 

j  "  This  is  the  Man  did  once  pretend 
"GOD  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend  j 
«  If  GOD  the  Bleffed  lov'd  him  fo, 
"  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ?'* 

L  Barbarous  People  I  Cruel  Priefts ! 
How  they  flood  round  like  favage  Beads  ; 
Like  Lions  gaping  to  devour, 
When  God  had  left  him  in  their  Pow'r. 

;  They  wound  his  Head,  his  Hands,  his  Feet, 
Till  Streams  of  Blood  each  other  meet} 
By  Lot  his  Garments  they  divide. 
And  mock  the  Pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

5  But  GOD  his  Father  heard  his  Cry  j 
Rais'd  from  the  Dead  he  reigns  on  high; 
The  Nations  learn  his  Righteoufnefs, 
And  humble  Sinners  tafte  his  Grace. 

PSALM  23.    Long  Metre, 
GOD  our  Shepherd. 

I  TV  yTY  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord; 

jLVJL  Now  fhall  my  Wants  be  well  fupply'd ; 

His  Providence  and  holy  Word 

Become  my  Safety  and  my  Guide. 
a  In  Paftures  where  Salvation  grows 

He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reH, 

There  living  Water  gently  flows, 

And  all  the  Food  divinely  bleft. 
3  My  wandYing  Feet  his  Ways  raiflake; 

But  he  reftores  my  Soul  to  Peace, 

And  leads  me  for  his  Mercy's  Sake 

In  the  fair  Paths  of  Righteoufnefs. 

'     C  4  Tho 


^4  PSALM    XXIIL 

4  Tho'  I  walk  thro'  the  gloomy  Vale 
Where  Death  and  all  its  Terrors  are. 
My  Heart  and  Hope  fhall  never  fail. 
For  God  my  Shepherd's  with  me  therco 

5  Amidft  the  Darknefs  and  the  Deeps 
Thou  art  my  Comfort,  thou  my  Stay  *j 
Thy  Staff  fupports  my  feeble  Steps, 
Thy  Rod  dire^ls  my  doubtful  Way. 

€    I  he  Sens  of  Earth,  and  Sons  of  Hell 
Gaze  at  thy  Goodnefs,  and  repine 
To  fee  my  Table  fpread  fo  well 
\Vith  living  Bread  and  chearfal  Wine. 

7  [How  I  rejoice  when  on  my  Head 
Thy  Spirit  condefcends  to  reft  I 
' Tis  a  divine  Anointing  fhed 
Like  Oil  of  Gladnefs  at  a  Feaft. 

S  Surely  the  Mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  Houfliold  all  their  Days ; 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  Word, 
To  feek  his  Face,  and  fing  his  Praife.j 

PSALM   23.    Common  Metre.. 
1  Tk  yf  Y  Shepherd  will  fupply  my. Need, 

iVi      Jehouah  is  his  Name  ; 
■     In  Paftures  frefli  he  makes  me  feed, 

Befide  the  living  Stream, 
a  He  brings  my  wandVing  Spirit  back 
When  I  forfake  his  Ways, 
And  leads  me  for  his  Mercy's  Sake 
In  Paths  of  Truth  and  Grace. 
3  When  I  walk  through  the  Shades  of  Death, 
Thy  Prefence  is  my  Stay  j 
A  Word  of  thy  fupporting  Breath 
Drives  all  my  Fears  away. 
A  Thv  Hand  in  Sight  of  all  my  Foes 
Doth  ftill  my  Table  fpread ; 
My  Cup  with  Bleffings  overflows, 
Thine  Oil  anoints  my  Head. 


PSALM    XXITo  45 

5  The  fure  Provifions  of  my  God 
Attend  me  all  my  Days  j 
O  may  thy  Houfe  be  mine  Abode, 
And  all  ray  Work  be  Praife ! 
i  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  Reft, 
(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  Stranger  or  a  Gueft-, 
But  like  a  Child  at  Home. 

PSALM    23.    Short  Metre, 
J  'T^  H  E  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
X       I  ftiall  be  well  fupply'd  j 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  befide  ? 
s  He  leads  ree  to  the  Place 

Where  hcav'nly  Pafture  grows. 
Where  living  Waters  gently  pafs. 
And  full  Salvation  flows. 
3  If  e'er  I  go  aftray, 

He  doth  my  Soul  reclaim,^ 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  Way 
For  his  moft  holy  Name. 
4.  While  he  affords  his  Aid 
I  cannot  yield  to  Fear : 
Tho'  I  (hould  walk  thro*  Death's  dark  ShadCj, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  In  fpight  of  all  my  Foes, 

Thou  doft  my  Table  fpread. 
My  Cup  with  Bleflings  overflows. 
And  Joy  exalts  my  Head, 

6  The  Bounties  of  thy  Love 

Shall  crown  my  following  Days  j 
Nor  from  thy  Houfe  will  I  remove. 
Nor  ceafe  to  fpeak  thy  Praife. 

PSALM  24.    Common  Metre. 

Dwelling  ivitb  GO  D. 

HE  Earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 

With  Adafffs  num'rous  Race  j 

C  2  He 


1  r»^ 


45  PSALM    XXrV. 

He  rais'd  its  Arches  o'er  the  Floods, 

And  built  it  on  the  Seas, 
a  But  who  among  the  Sons  of  Men 

May  vifit  thine  Abode  ? 
He  that  has  Hands  from  Mifchief  clean, 

Whofe  Hea:  t  is  right  with  G  O  D. 

3  This  is  the  Man  may  rife  and  take 

The  BlefTings  of  his  Grace  j 

This  is  the  Lot  of  thofe  that  feek 

The  GOD  of  Jacob's  Face. 

4  Now  let  our  Souls  immortal  PowVs 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 

Lift  up  their  everlafting  Doors, 

The  King  of  Glory's  near. 

5  The  King  of  Glory  !  Who  can  tell 

The  Wonders  of  his  Might  ? 
Me  rules  the  Nations;  but  to-dwell 
With  Saints  is  his  Delight. 

PSALM   24.    Long  Metre. 
Saitits  d-well  in  Hea'ven  ;  or,  Chrift'/-^^«/!7». 

I  rr^HIS  fpacious  Earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
\  And  Men  and  Worms, and  Beafts  andBirdi 
He  rais'd  the  Building  on  the  Seas, 
And  gvave  it  for  their  Dwelling-place.  ! 

ft  But  there's  a  brighter  World  on  high, 
Thy  Palace,  Lord,  above  the  Sky  j 
Who  fhallafcend  that bleft  Abode, 
And  dwell  fo  near  his  Maker,  GOD  ? 

y^  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  fm,  ! 

Whofe  Heart  is  pure,  whofe  Hands  are  clean,; 
Him  fliall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  blefs,  . 

And  clothe  his  Soul  with  Righteoufnefs.         \ 

4j,  Thefe  are  the  Men,  the  pious  Race  ; 

That  feek  the  God  of  Jacob's  Face  j 
Thefe  fhall  enjoy  the  blifsful  Sight, 
And  dwell  in  everlafting  Light,  \ 


pAus; 


P  &  A  L  M    XXV.  47 

PAUSE. 
Rejoice  ye  (hining  Worlds  en  high  $ 
Behold  the  King  of  Glory  nigh  j 

i   Who  can  this  King  of  Glory  be  ? 

[    The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  He. 

;  Ye  heav'nly  Gates,  your  Leaves  difplay, 
To  make  the  Lord  the  Saviour  Way  : 
Laden  with  Spoils  from  Eai  th  and  Hell, 
The  Conqu'ror  comes  with  God  to  dwelL 

J  Rais'd  from  the  Dead  he  goes  before. 
He  opens  Heav'n's  eternal  Door, 
To  give  his  Saints  a  bleft  Abode 
Near  tlicir  Redeemer  and  their  GOD. 

PSALM  25.    a;.  I— -II.    FirJiPart, 

Waiting  for  Pardon  and  DireSiion* 

1  T  LI^T  my  Soal  toGOD, 

X     My  Trult  is  in  his  Name ; 

Let  not  my  Foes  that  feek  my  Blood, 

Still  triumph  in  my  Shame, 
a  Sin,  and  the  Pow'rs  of  Hell, 

Perfuade  me  to  defpair  j 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  Cov'nant  well. 

That  I  may  'fcape  the  Snare, 

3  From  the  firft  dawning  Light 

Till  the  dark  Ev'ning  rife. 
For  thy  Salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
With  ever-longing  Eyes. 

4  Remember  all  thy  Grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  Truth  j 

Forgive  the  Sins  of  riper  Days, 

And  FoUies  of  my  Youth. 

5  The  Lord  is  juft  and  kind, 

The  Meek  iliall  learn  his  Ways, 
And  every  humble  Sinner  fiad 
The  Methods  of  his  Grace. 
,  C  3  6  For 


4«  PSALM  xxy. 

6  For  his  own  Goodncfs  Sake, 

He  faves  my  Soul  from  Shame. 
He  pardons  (tho'  my  Guilt  be  great) 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  Name. 

P  8  A  L  M  15,1;.  la,  J4,  10,  13.    Stcofid  Part, 

Divine  Infiru^ion. 

1  WJ  HERE  ihall  the  Man  be  found 

Vy       That  fears  t'  offend  his  GOD, 
That  loves  the  Gofpel's  joyful  Sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  Rod  ? 
a  The  Lord  (ball  make  him  know 
The  Secrets  of  his  Heart, 
The  Wonders  of  bis  Cov'nant  fkow, 
And  all  his  Love  impart. 

3  The  Dealings  of  his  Hand 

Are  Truth  and  Mercy  ftill. 
With  fuch  as  to  his  Cov'nant  ftand. 
And  love  to  do  his  Will. 

4  Their  So\:ls  fnall  dv*ell  at  Eafe 

Before  their  Maker's  Face,- 
Their  Seed  fl.all  tafle  the  Promifes 
In  thsir  extenfive  Grace. 

P  S  A  L  M  25.    1;.  15— -21.    Third  Fart. 
Difirefs  of  Soul;  or,  BachJliJing  and  Defertion* 

MINE  Eyes  and  my  Defire 
Are  ever  to  the  Lord  j 
I  love  to  plead  hi;?  Promifes, 
And  reft  upon  his  Word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  Soul, 

Bring  thy  Salvation  nearj 
When  will  thy  Hand  releafe  my  Feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  Snare  ? 

3  When  fhaJl  the  Sovereign  Grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God, 
Reftore  me  from  thofe  dang'rous  Ways 
My  vii^and'ring  Feet  have  trod !  4  The 


PSALM    XXVI.  49 

4.  The  Tumult  of  my  Thoughts 
Doth  but  enlarge  my  Woe  : 
My  Spirit  langui^es,  my  Heart 
Is  defolate  and  low. 

5  With  evf  ry  Morning  Light 

My  Sorrow  new  begins  ; 
Look  on  my  Anguifli  and  my  Paii;, 
And  pardon  all  my  Sins. 

PAUSE. 

6  B  hold  ihe  Hofts  of  He.1, 

How  cruel  is  their  Hate  ? 
Againft  my  Life  they  rife,  and  join 
Their  Fury  with  Deceit. 

7  O  keep  my  Soul  trom  Death, 

Nor  put  my  Hope  to  Shame  ; 
For  I  have  placed  my  only  Ti  uft 
In  my  Redeemer's  Name. 

8  With  humble  Faiih  J  wait 

To  fee  thy  Face  again  ; 
Of  i/>V/  it  fliall  ne'er  be  faid, 
He  fought  the  Lord  in  vain, 

PSALM    26. 

Self- Examination  ]  or,  E'videncss  of  Grace. 

1    T  UDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  Ways, 
kJ    And  try  my  Reins,  and  try  my  Heaitj 
My  Faith  upon  thy  Promife  ftays, 
Nor  from  thy  Law  my  Feet  depart, 

a  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit 
With  Men  of  Vanity  and  Lyes  j 
The  Scoffer  and  the  Hypocrite, 
Are  the  Abhorrence  or  mine  Eyes. 

3  Amongfl  thy  Saints  will  I  appear 
With  Hands  well  w?fh'd  in  Innocence  j 
But  when  I  Hand  before  thy  Bar, 
The  Blood  of  Chriji  is  my  Defence, 

C  4  4  1 


so  PSALM    XXVIL 

4  I  love  thy  Habitation,  Lord, 
TheTenlple  where  thine  Honours  dwell; 
There  fhall  I  hear  thy  holy  Word, 

And  there  thy  Works  of  Wonder  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  Soul  be  join'd  at  laft 
With  Men  of  Tieachery  and  Blood, 
Since  I  my  Days  on  Earth  have  paft 
Among  the  Saints,  and  near  my  GOD. 

PSALM     27.    'v.  1 6.     FirJJ  Part, 

The  Church  is  our  Delight  and  Safety. 

1  np  H  E  Lord  of  Gloiy  is  my  Light, 

A       And  my  Sslvr.tion  too  j 
G  O  D  is  my  Strength  j  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  Foes  can  do. 

2  One  Privilege  my  Heart  defires  j 

O  grant  me  an  Abode 
Among  the  Churches  of  thy  Saints, 
The  Temples  of  my  GOD  ! 

3  There  fhall  I  cffer  my  Requefts, 

And  fee  thy  Beauty  ftill } 
Shall  hear  thy  Meffages  of  Love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  Will. 
<j.  When  Troubles  rife,  and  Storms  appear, 
There  may  his  Chi'dren  hide  ; 
God  has  a  ftrong  Pavilicn,  where 
He  mak^s  my  Soul  abide. 
5  Now  fhall  my  Head  he  lifted  high 
Above  my  Foes  around  j 
And  Songs  of  Joy  and  Victory 
Within  thy  Temple  found, 

PSALM  27.   'v.  %y  9.  13,14.    Second  Part* 

prayer  and  Hope. 
X   Q  O  O  N  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay, 
^     "  Ye  Children,  feek  tny  Grace, 
My  Heart  reply'd  without  Delay,  ; 

♦*  r II feek  my  father" s  Face,'"' 

*  Le 


'   PSALM    XXIX.  5» 

%  Let  not  thy  Face  bQ  hid  from  me. 
Nor  frown  my  Soul  away  j 
God  of  my  Life,  I  flee  to  thee 
*         In  a  diftrefling  Day. 

3  Should  Friends  and  Kindred,  near  and  dear, 

Leave  me  to  want,  or  die; 
My  GOD  would  make  my  Life  his  Care  j 
And  all  my  Need  fupply. 

4  My  fainting  Flefh  had  dy'd  with  Grief, 

Had  not  my  Soul  believ'd 
To  fee  thy  Grace  provide  Relief, 
Nor  was  my  Hope  deceived. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  Saints, 

And  keep  your  Courage  up  ; 
He']]  raife  your  Spirit  when  it  faints. 
And  far  exceed  your  Hope. 

PSALM    29. 

Sicrm  and  ThunJer. 

1  f^  I VE  to  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Fame, 
VJ^  Give  to  the  Lord  Renown  and  Pow'r, 
Afcribe  due  Honours  to  his  Name, 

And  his  eternal  Might  adore. 

2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  Pow'r  aloud 
Over  the  Ocean  and  the  Land; 

His  Voice  divdes  the  watYy  Cloud, 
And  Lightnings  blaze  at  his  Command. 
5  He  fpeaks,  and  Tempeft,  Hail  and  Wind, 
Lay  the  wideForeft  bare  around  ; 
The  fearful  Hart  and  frighted  Hind, 
Leap  at  the  Tenor  of  the  Sound. 

4  To  Lebanon  ke  turns  his  Voice, 
And  lo,  the  ftately  Cedars  break  : 
The  Mountains  tremble  at  the  Noife, 
The  Vallies  roar,  the  Defarts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  fits  Sovereign  on  the  Flood, 
The  Thunci'rer  reigns  for  ever  King  j 

C  5  But 


Sz  PSALM    XXX. 

But  makes  his  Church  his  bleft  Abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  Glories  fing, 
6  In  gentler  Language  there  the  Lord 
The  Counfel  ot  his  Grace  imparts  ; 
Amidft  the  raging  Storm,  his  Word 
Speaks  Peace  and  Courage  to  our  Hearts. 

PSALM    30.    FirJ}  Part, 

Sicknefs  healed  J  and  Sorroivs  removed, 
X  T  WILL  extol  Thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
X    At  thy  Command  Difeafes  fly  ; 
Who  but  a  God  can  fpeak  and  fave 
From  the  dark  Borders  of  the  Grave  ? 
a  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  Saints  of  his. 
And  tell  how  large  his  Goodnefs  isj 
Let  all  your  Pow'rs  rejoice,  and  blefs. 
While  you  record  his  Holinefs. 
3  His  Anger  but  a  Moment  ftay? ; 
His  Love  is  Life  and  Length  of  Days  j 
Tho'  Grief  and  Tears  the  Night  employ. 
The  Morning-Star  reftores  the  Joy. 

P  S  A  L  M  30.    1;.  6.    Second  Part, 

Health,  Sicknefs,  and  Recovery. 

1   17 1 R  M  was  my  Health,  my  Day  was  bright 
17    And  I  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  Night : 
Fondly  I  faid  within  my  Heart, 
**  Pleafure  and  Peace  Jhall  ne'^er  depart^ 

z  But  I  forgot  thine  Arm  was  ftrong, 
Which  made  my  Mountain  ftand  lb  longj 
Soon  as  thy  Face  began  to  hide. 
My  Health  was  gone,  my  Comfoits  dy'd. 

3  I  cry'd  aloud  to  Thee,  my  God  ; 
"  What  can'ft  thou  profit  by  my  Blood  ? 
«*  Deep  in  the  Duft  can  I  declare 
«  Thy  Truth,  or  fing  thy  Goodnefs  there  ? 
^  4  "  Hea 


PSALM    XXXL  53 

4  «  Hear  me,  O  GOD  of  Grace,  I  faid, 

**  And  bring  me  from  among  the  Dead  f* 
Thy  Word  rebuk'd  the  Pains  I  feJt, 
Thy  pard'ning  Love  remov'd  my  Guih. 

5  My  Groans,  and  Tears,  and  Forms  of  Woe, 
Are  turn'd  to  Joy  and  Praifes  now  ; 

I  throw  my  Sackcloth  on  the  Ground, 
And  Eafe  and  Gladnefs  gird  me  round. 

6  My  Tongue,  the  Glory  of  my  Frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  filenf  of  thy  Name  j 

Thy  Praife  Ihall  found  thro'  Earth  and  Heav'n 
For  Sicknefs  heald,  and  Sins  forgiv'n. 

PSALM  3T.  Ty.  13—19    zz,  23,     FirJI  Part, 

Deliverance  from  Death. 
I    T  N  T  O  thine  Hand,  O  G  O  D  of  Truth, 
J.     My  Spirit  I  commit  5 
Thou  halt  redeem'd  my  Soul  from  Death^ 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  Pit. 
s  The  Paffions  of  my  Hope  and  Fear 
Maintained  a  double  Strife, 
While  Sorrow,  Pain,  and  Sin  confpir'd 
To  take  away  my  Life. 

3  *'  My  Times  are  in  thy  Hand^''  I  cry'd, 

*'    Ihv"  I  dranv  near  the  DuJ} .-" 
Thoti  art  the  Refuge  where  1  hide^ 
7^1) e  G  O  D  in  whom  I  trv.<X. 

4  O  make  thy  reconciled  Face 

Up.n  thy  Servant  Ihine, 
Abo  fave  rne  for  thy  Mercy-Sake, 
For  Fm  entirely  thine. 

PAUSE, 

5  ['Twas  in  my  Hafte,  my  Spirit  faid, 

"  I  muji  dfpair  and  die^ 
*'  I  am  cut  off  before  thine  Eyes  5"" 
Butjhdu  baft  hearJ  my  Cry.] 

6  Thy  Goodnefs  how  divinely  free, 

How  wondVous  is  thy  Grace, 

C  $  T© 


54-  PSALM    XXXI. 

To  thofe  that  fear  thy  Maje{Jy, 

And  trulVthy  Pronnfes ! 
7  9  Jove  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  Sainta, 

And  fing  his  Praifes  loud  ; 
He'll  bend  his  Ear  to  your  Complaints, 

And  recompenfe  the  Proud. 

PSALM  31.  v.  7 — 13— 18— 21.    Second  Pa't. 

Deli'verance  from  Slander  and  Reproach. 
I   T\^  T  Y  Heart  rejoices  in  thy  Name, 
IVl     My  GOD,  my  Help,  my  Truft 5 
Thou  haft  preferv'd  my  Face  from  Shame, 
Miae  Honour  from  the  Duft. 
a  "  My  Life  is  fpent  with  Grief,  I  cry'd, 
"  My  Years  confum'd  in  Groans, 
**  My  Strength  decays,  mine  Eyes  are  dry'd, 
"  And  Sorrow  waftes  my  Bones," 

3  Among  mine  Enemies  my  Name 

Was  a  mere  Proverb  grown. 
While  to  my  Neighbours  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  Fear  on  every  Side 

Seized  and  befet  me  round, 
I  to  the  Throne  of  Grace  apply'd. 
And  fpeedy  Refcue  found. 

PAUSE.  I 

5  How  great  Deliv'rance  thou  haft  wrought 

Before  the  Sons  of  Men  ! 
The  lying  Lips  to  Silence  brought, 
And  made  their  Boaitings  vain  ! 

6  Thy  Children  from  the  Stiife  of  Tongues 

Shall  thy  Pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  Infamy  and  Wrongs, 
And  crufh  the  Sons  of  Pride. 
«7  Within  thy  fecret  Prefence,  Lord, 
Let  me  for  ever  dwell ; 
jSJo  fenced  City,  wall'd  and  barr'd, 
•Secures  a  Saint  fo  wdl. 

PSALM 


PSALM    XXXIL  55 

PSALM    3z.    Short  Metre. 

Forgi'venefs  of  Sins  upon  Confe£ionm 
I    /^  BLESSED  Souls  are  they 
K^J     Whofe  Sins  are  covered  o'er  I 
Divinely  bleft,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  tli^ir  Guilt  no  more, 
a  They  mourn  their  Follies  paft, 

And  keep  their  Hearts  with  Care  j 
Their  Lips  and  Lives  withoat  Deceit 
Shall  prove  their  Faith  fmcere. 
3  While  I  conceal'd  my  Guilt, 
I  felt  the  feft'ring  Wound, 
Till  I  confefs'd  my  Sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  Pardon  found. 
4.  Let  Sinners  iearn  to  pra -, 

Let  Saints  keep  near  the  Throne  ; 
Owr  Help  in  Times  of  d-ep  Dillrefs, 
Is  found  in  G  OD  alone. 

PSALM    32.     Common  Metre. 

Free  Pardon^  and  Jincere  Obedience  \    or,  CcnfeJJion 

and  Forgi'venefs. 
I   TJ  A  PPY  the  Man  to  whom  his  GOD 
Xj.     No  more  imputes  his  Sin, 
But  wafli'd  in  the  Redeemer's  Blood, 
Hath  made  his  Garments  clean  ! 
a  Happy,  beyond  Expreflion,  he, 

\\  hofe  Debts  are  thus  difcharg'd  j 
And  from  the  guilty  Bt;ndage  free, 
He  feels  his  Soul  enlarged. 

3  His   Spirit  hates  Deceit  and  Lyes, 

His  Words  are  all  fincere  : 
He  guards  bis  Heart,  he  guards  his  Eyes, 
To  keep  his  Conference  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  Guilt  fuppreii, 

No  Quiet  could  I  find  ; 

Thy 


'5«  PSALM  xxxrr. 

Thy  Wrath  lay  burning  in  my  Breaft, 
And  rackMmy  tortur'd  Mind. 

5  Then  I  contefs'd  my  troubled  Thoughts, 

My  fecret  Sins  reveal'd  ; 
Thy  pard'ning  Grace  forgave  my  Faults, 
Thy  Grace  ray  Pardon  ftal'd. 

6  This  ihall  invite  thy  Saints  to  pray  j 

When  like  a  raging  Flood, 
Temptations  rife,  our  Strength  and  Stay 
Is  a  forgiving  GOD. 

PSALM    32.    Firji  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Repentance  and  Free  Pardon  ;  or,  Jujiification  and 
Sandiification. 

I    O  LEST  is  the  Man,  for  ever  blefl:, 

£?     Whofe  Guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  GOD, 
Whole  Sins  with  Sorrow  are  confefs'd. 
And  covered  with  his  Saviour's  Blood. 

a  Bleit  is  the  Man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  Iniquities, 
He  pleads  no  Merit  of  Reward, 
And  not  on  Werks,  but  Grace  reUe?. 

3  From  Guile  his  Heart  and  Lips  are  free. 
His  humble  Joy,  his  holy  Fear, 

With  deep  Repentance  well  agree. 
And  join  to  prove  his  Faith  fincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  Righteoufnefs 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  Sins ! 
While  a  bright  Evidence  of  Grace 
Thro'  his  whole  Life  appears  and  iliines. 

PSALM  3::.     >.econd  Part,    Long  Metre. 

A  guilty  Confdenct  eafrd  by  Confejfton  and  Pardon. 
I     fcy^rHILE  I  keep  Silence,  and  conceal 
W       My  heavy  Guilt  within  my  Heart, 
What  Torments  doth  my  Conlcience  feel  I 
^Vhat  Agonicg  ot  inward  Smart  i 

2  I 


PSALM    XXXIIL  57 

^  T  fpread  my  Sins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecret  faults  confefs ; 
ThyGofpel  fpeaks  a  pird'ning  Word, 
Thine  holy  Spirit  feals  the  Grace. 

3  For  this  (hall  every  humble  Soul 
Make  fwift  Addrefles  to  tliy  Seat : 
When  Floods  of  huge  Temptations  roll. 
There  fliall  they  find  a  bleft  Retreat. 

4  How  fafe  beneath  thy  Wings  I  lie, 

When  Days  grow  dark,  and  Storms  appear, 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  Eye 
Shall  guide  me  fafe  from  every  Snare. 

F  S  A  L  M   33.    Firfl  Part.    Common  Metre, 

Works  of  Creation  and  Froi'tdenee. 
1   U  EJOICE,  ye  Righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
IX     This  Work  belongs  to  you  : 
Sing  of  his  Name,  his  Ways,  his  Word, 
How  holy,  jnft  and  true  ! 
2,  His  Mercy  and  his  Righteoufnefs 
Let  Heaven  and  Eaith  proclaim  5 
Kis  Works  of  Nature  and  of  Grace 
Reveal  his  wond'rous  Name. 
-J  His  Wifdom  and  Almighty  Word 
The  heav'nly  Arches  fpread  j 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Their  (hinins  Hofts  were  made. 

4  He  bid  the  liquid  Waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  Deep  ; 
The  flowing  Seas  their  Limits  know. 
And  their  own  Station  keep. 

5  Ye  Tenants  of  the  fpacious  Earth, 

With  Fear  before  him  ftand ; 
He  fpake  ;  and  Nature  took  its  Birtb^ 
And  refts  on  his  Command. 
$  He  fcorns  the  angry  Nations  Rage, 
And  breaks  their  vain  Defigns  5 

h:s 


58  PSALM    XXXIir. 

His  Counfel  ftands  thro'  every  Age, 
And  in  full  Glory  fhines. 

P  S  A  L  M  33.     Second  Part.     Common  Metre. 

Creatures  'vairiy  and  God  All  fiifficicnt. 
1    T>  LEST  is  the  Nation  whei  e  the  Lord 
Xl     Hath  fixM  his  gracious  Throne  j 
Where  he  reveals  his  heavenly  Word, 
And  calls  their  Tribes  his  own, 
a  His  Eye  with  infinite  Survey, 

Does-tf.e  whole  World  behold  j 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  Clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  Mould. 
3  Kings  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  Force 
Of  Armies  from  the  Grave  j 
Nor  Speed,  nor  Courage  of  an  Horfe 
Can  the  bold  Rider  lave. 
4.  Vain  is  the  Strength  of  Beafts  or  Men, 
To  hope  for  Safety  thence  j 
But  holy  Souis  from  God  obtain 
A  ftrong  and  fure  Defence. 

5  G  O  D  is  their  Fear,  and  G  OD  their  Trull  j 

When  Plagues  or  Famine  fpread. 
His  watchful  Eye  fecures  the  Juft 
Among  ten  thoufand  Dead. 

6  Lord,  let  our  Hearts  in  Thee  rejoice. 

And  blefs  us  from  thy  Throne  j 
For  we  have  made  thy  Word  our  Choice, 
And  truft  thy  Grace  alone. 

PSALM  33.     As  theiJ3th  Pfalm.     Firji  ParU 

U'^orks  of  Creation  and  Pro^ndence. 
1   XTE  holy  Sou's,  in  GOD  lejoice, 

jL      YourMaker'sPraife  becomes  your  Voice, 
Great  is  your  Theme,  your  Sonp;s  be  new  : 
Sing  of  his  Name,  his  Word,  his  Ways. 
His  Works  of  Nature,  and  of  Grace, 
How  wife  and  hcly,  juft  and  true  ! 

X  Juftice 


PSALM  xxxnr.  s^ 

a  Juftice  and  Truth  he  ever  loves ! 
And  the  whole  Earth  his  Goodnefs  proves, 

His  Word  the  heav'nly  Arches  fpread ; 
How  wide  they  fhine  from  North  to  South ! 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  his  Mouth 

Were  all  the  ftarry  Armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  Seas, 
Thofe  watVy  Treafures  know  their  Place 

In  the  vaft  Store- houfe  of  the  Deep. 
He  fpake,  and  gave  all  Nature  Birth  ; 
And  Fires,  and  Seas,  and  Heav'n,  andEartk 

His  evei  lafting  Orders  keep. 

4  Let  Mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  GOD  of  fuch  refiftlefs  Pow'r, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  Rage  j 
Vain  are  your  Thoughts,  and  weak  your  Handsj 
But  his  eternal  Counfel  ftands, 

And  rwles  the  World  from  Age  to  Age. 

PSALM  33.    As  the  113th  Pfalm.    Second  Part. 
Creatures  'uain,  and  God  All-fufficient. 

J  r\  HAPPY  Nation,  where  the  Lord 
V/    Reveals  the  Treafure  of  his  Word, 

And  builds  his  Church,  his  earthly  Throne  ! 
His  Eye  the  Heathen  World  furveys, 
He  formed  their  Hearts,  he  knows  their  Ways, 
But  G  OD  their  Maker  is  unknown, 
a  Let  Kings  rely  upon  their  Hoft, 
And  of  his  Strength  the  Champion  boaftj 

In  vain  they  boaft,  in  vain  relyj 

In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  Force  i 

Or  Speed  or  Courage  of  an  Horfe, 

To  guard  his  Rider,  or  to  fly. 

3  The  Eye  of  thy  Compaflion,  Lord, 

Doth  more4ecure  Defence  aflx)rd, 

When  Death  or  Dangers  threatening  ftand  ; 

Thy 


«•  PSA  L  M    XXXIV. 

Thy  watchful  Eye  preferves  the  Juft, 
Who  make  thy  Name  their  Fear  and  TruH, 

When  Wai  s  or  Famine  wafte  the  Land. 
4  In  Sicknefs,  or  the  bloody  Field, 
Thou  our  Phyfician,  thou  our  Shield, 

Setid  us  Salvation  from  thy  Throne  j 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  Goodnefs  (hine  ; 
Let  us  lejoice  in  Help  divine. 

For  all  our  Hope  is  G  O  D  alone. 

PSALM  34.    Fir/  Part.    Long  Metre, 

GodV  Care  »f  the  Saints -y    or.   Deliverance  bj 
Prayer. 

X  T     O  R  D,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  Days, 

3i_ut  Thy  Praife  OijII  d  AcUupon  my  Tongue  5 
■  My  Soul  (hull  glor    in  thy  Grace, 
While  Saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  Song. 

a  I  ome,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me. 
Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  Namej 
I  fought  th'  et  .nai  GOD,  and  He 
Has  not  expos'd  my  Hope  to  Shame, 

3  I  told  him  all  myfecret  Grief, 

My  feciet  groanmg  reached  his  Earsj 
Hegavt  my  inward  Pains  Relief, . 
And  calm\l  the  Tumult  of  my  Fears. 

4  To  h'ln  the  Poor  lift  up  their  Eyes, 
Their  Faces  feel  the  heav'nly  Shine  j 
A  Beam  of  Mercy  from  the  Skies 
Fills  them  with  Light  and  Joy  divine. 

5  His  holy  Angels  pitch  their  Tents 
Around  the  Men  that  ferve  the  Lord  s 
O  fear  and  love  him,  all  his  Saints, 
Tafte  of  his  Grace,  and  truft  his  Word. 

6  The  wild  young  Lions  pinch'd  with  Pain 
And  Hunger,  roar  thro'  all  the  \Vood  5 
But  none  fhall  feek  the  Lord  in  va^n, 
Nor  want  Supplies  of  real  Good, 

PSALM 


PSALM    XXXIV.  €t 

SALM    34.     'v-  15 ***     Second  P Mr t» 

Long  Metre. 

.  Religious  Education  j  or,  InfiruBions  of  Piety. 

CHILDREN  in  Years  andKnowledgeyoung, 
Your  Parents  Hope,  your  Parents  Joy, 
Attend  the  Counfels  of  my  Tongue, 
Let  pious  Thoiight^s  your  Minds  einploy. 
If  you  defire  a  Length  ot  Days, 
And  Peace  to  crown  ycur  mortal  State, 
Reltrain  your  Feet  from  impioui  Ways, 
Your  Lips  from  Slander  and  Deceit. 

,  The  Eyes  of  GOD  regard  his  Samts, 
His  Eai  s  are  open  to  their  Cr-es  j       ^ 
He  fets  his  frowning  Face  againft 
The  Sons  of  Violence  and  Lies. 

^  To  humble  Souls  and  broken  Hearts, 
GOD  with  bis  Grace  is  ever  nigh  j 
Pardon  and  Hope  bis  Love  imparts, 
When  Men  in  deep  Contrition  he.^ 

5  He  tells  their  Tears,  he  counts  their  Groans, 
His  Son  redeems  their  Souls  from  De^th  j. 
His  Spir't  heals  their  broken  Bones, 
They  in  his  Praife  employ  their  Breath. 

PSALM    34-    'V'  1— -10.    Firji  Part, 
Common  Metre. 

Prayer  and  Praiff.  for  eminent  Deliverance, 
IT'LL  blefs  the  Lord  from  Dafy  to  Day  ; 
1     How  good  are  all  his  Ways ! 
Ye  humble  Souls  that  ufe  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  Lips  to  praife. 
a  Sing  to  the  Honour  of  his  Nam«, 
How  a  poor  SufF'rer  cry'd, 
Nor  was  his  Hope  expos'd  to  Shame, 
Nor  was  his  Suit  deny'd. 
3  When  threarning  Sorrows  round  me  floods 
And  endlefs  Fears  arofe,  Li^c 


^a  PSALM    XXXIV. 

Like  the  loud  Billows  of  a  Flood, 
Redoubling  all  my  Woes : 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  Diftrefs, 

With  heavy  Groans  and  Tears, 
He  gave  my  fharpeft  Torments  eafe, 
And  filenc'd  all  my  Fears. 
PAUSE. 

5  [O  Sinners,  come  and  tafte  his  Love, 

Come,  learn  his  pleafantV/ays, 
And  let  your  own  Experience  prove 

The  Sweetnefs  of  his  Grace. 
€  He  bids  his  Angels  pitch  their  Tents 

Round  where  his  Children  dwell  j 
What  Ills  their  heav'nly  Care  prevenis, 

No  earthly  Tongue  can  tell.] 

7  [O  love  the  Lord,  ye  Saints  of  his  j 

His  Eye  regards  the  Juft  j 
How  richly  bleft  their  Portion  is 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  Truft  f 

8  Young  Lions  pinch'd  with  Hunger  roar, 

And  famifh  in  the  Wood  ; 
But  GOD  fupplies  his  holy  Poor 
With  cvVy  needful  Good.] 

P  S  A  L  M   34.    'V.  11  —  22.    Second  Part, 
Common  Metre. 

Exhortations  to  Peace  and  Holinefs. 

1  /^OME,  Children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord, 
^teJ     And  that  your  Davs  be  long, 

Let  not  a  falfe  or  fpiteful' Word 
Be  found  upon  your  Tongue. 

2  Depart  from  Mifchief,  praaife  Love, 

Purfue  the  Woiks  of  Peace; 
So  (hall  the  Loid  your  Ways  approve. 
And  fet  your  Souls  at  Eafe. 

3  His  Eyes  awake  to  guard  the  Juft, 

His  Ears  attend  their  Cry  j 

•  Whf ' 


PSALM    XXXV,  e$ 

When  broken  Spirits  dwell  in  Diift, 
The  G  O  D  of  Grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  tho'  the  Sorrows  here  they  tafte 

Are  ftiarp  and  tedious  too, 
The  Lord  who  faves  them  all  at  laft. 
Is  their  Supporter  now. 

5  Evil  fhall  fmite  the  Wicked  dead  j 

But  GOD  fecures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  Mifchief  when  they  Aide, 
Or  heals  the  broken  Bone. 

6  When  Defolation,  like  a  Flood, 

O'er  the  proud  Sinner  rolls, 
Saints  find  a  Refuge  in  their  God. 
For  he  redeemed,  their  S»uls. 

PSALM   35.    1;.  I— -9.    FirJiParf. 
Prayer  and  Faith  of^erfecuted  Saints-,  or,  Impre- 

cations  mixed  ivith  Charity. 
I   "KT  O  W  plead  my  Caufe,  Almighty  God, 
IN      With  all  the  Sons  of  Strife ; 
And  fight  againft  the  Men  of  Blood, 
Who  fight  againft  my  Life, 
a  Draw  out  thy  Spear,  and  ftop  their  Way, 
Lift  thine  avenging  Rod  j 
But  to  my  Soul  in  Mercy  fay, 
**  /  am  thy  Saviour  God.'''' 

3  They  plant  their  Snares  to  catch  my  Feet, 

And  Nets  of  Mifchief  fpread  j 
Plunge  the  Deftroyers  in  the  Pit 
That  their  own  Hands  have  made. 

4  Let  Fogs  and  Darknefs  hide  their  Way, 

And  flippery  be  their  Ground ; 
Thy  Wrath  ftiall  make  their  Lives  a  Preyi 
And  all  their  Rage  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  Chaff  before  the  Wind, 

Before  thine  angry  Breath  5 
The  Angel  of  the  Lord  behind 
Purfues  them  down  to  Death, 

«  They 


^4  F  S  A  L  M    XXXV. 

<  They  love  the  Road  that  leads  to  Hell-; 
Then  let  the  Rebels  die, 
Whofe  Malice  is  implacable 
Againft  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  But  if  thou  haft  a  chofen  Few 

Amongft  that  impious  Race; 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  Crew 
By  thy  furprizing  Grace- 

8  Then  will  I  raife  my  tuneful  Voice 

To  make  thy  Wonders  known : 
In  their  Salvation  PU  rejoice. 
And  blefs  thee  for  my  own. 

PSALM    35.    *v.  11,13,14.    Second  Tart. 

Lo've  t8  Enemies ;  or.  The  Lome  of  Chrift  rt 
Sinner iy  typified  in  D^vid. 
1   rj  E  H  O  L  D  the  Love,  the  generous  Lovfi 
£3    That  holy  Dtzo;/^  (hows  ; 
Hark,  how  his  foundi.ng  Bowels  move 
To  his  afaiaed  Foes ! 
a  When  they  are  fick,  his  Soul  complains. 
And  feems  to  feel  the  Smarts 
The  Spirit  of  the  Gofpel  reigns. 
And  melts  his  pious  Heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  Tears  condole 

As  for  a  Brother  dead  ! 
And  fafting  mortify'd  his  Soul, 
While  for  their  Life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan'd  and  curs'd  him  on  their  Bed, 

Yet  ftill  he  pleads  and  mourns; 
And  double  Bleffings  on  his  Head  ' 

The  righteous  GOD  returns. 

5  O  glorious  Type  of  heav'nly  Grace  1 

Thus  Chrift  the  Lord  appears ; 
While  Sinners  carfe,  the  Saviour  praysi 
And  pities  them  with  Teai  s. 

6  He,  the  true  Davidy  Ifr^efs  King,  , 

Bleaandbelov'dof  GOD, 

T 


PSALM    XXXVL  6s 

To  fave  us  Rebels  dead  in  Sin, 
Paid  his  own  deareft  Blood. 

PSALM  j6.    v.  5-— 9.    Long  Metre. 

The  PerfeSiions  and  Providence  of  God  ;  or,  gene- 
ral Providence^  and  Special  Grace, 

a   TT  I  G  H  in  the  Heav'ns,  eternal  G  OD, 
.JTl     Thy  Goodnefs  in  full  Glory  fliines  j 
Thy  Truth  fhail  break  thro'  every  Cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  Defigns. 

a  For  ever  firm  thy  Juftice  (lands. 
As  Mountains  their  Foundations  keep  5 
Wife  are  the  Wonders  of  thy  Hands, 
Thy  Judgments  are  a  mighty  Deep. 

3  Thy  Providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  Man  and  Bead  thy  Bounty  fhare  j 
The  whole  Creation  is  tliy  Charge,  * 
But  Saints  are  thy  peculiar  Care, 

4  My  GOD  !  how  excellent  thy  Grace, 
Whence  all  our  Hope  and  Comfort  fprings  ? 
The  Sons  of  Adam  in  Diftrefs 

Fly  to  the  Shadow  of  thy  Wings. 

5  From  the  Provifions  of  thy  Houfe 
We  fhall  be  fed  with  fweet  Repaft  j 
There  Mercy  like  a  River  flows, 
And  brings  Salvation  to  our  Tafte. 

$  Lifelike  a  Fountain  rich  and  free 
Springs  from  the  Prefence  of  my  Lord  j 
And  in  thy  Light  our  Souls  fhall  fee 
The  Glories  promised  in  thy  Word. 

PSALM  36.     1,1,5,6,7,9.    Common  Metre. 
Pr apical  Aiheijm    expos' di,     or,    The  Being    and 

Attributes  of  God  ajferted. 
X  \  T  7m  LE  Men  grow  bold  in  wicked  Ways, 
W      And  yet  a  G  OD  they  own. 
My  Heart  within  me  often  fays, 

'*  Their  Thoughts  believe  there's  none." 

ft  Their 


66  PSALM    XXXVI. 

a  Their  Thoughts  and  Ways  at  once  declare 
(Whatever  their  Lips  profefs) 
GOD  hath  no  Wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  feek  his  Grace. 
3  What  ftrange  Self-flattVy  blinds  their  Eyes  ? 
But  there's  a  haft'ning  Hour, 
When  they  (hall  fee  with  fore  Surprize 
The  Terrors  of  thy  Pow'r. 
f  Thy  Juftice  (hall  maintain  its  Throne, 
Tho'  Mountains  melt  away  ,• 
Thy  Judgments  are  a  World  unknown, 
A  deep  unfathom'd  Sea. 
5  Above  thefe  Heav'n's  created  Rouiids, 
Thy  Mercies,  Lord,  extend  : 
Thv  Truth  out-lives  the  narrow  Bounds, 
Where  Time  and  Nature  end. 
fy  Safety  to  Man  thy  Goodnefs  brings, 
Nor  overlooks  the  Beaft ; 
Beneath  the  Shadow  of  thy  Wings 
Thy  Children  chufe  to  reft. 
7  [From  Thee,  when  Creature-Streams  run  low. 
And  mortal  Comforts  die, 
Perpetual  Springs  of  Life  fhall  flow. 
And  raife  our  Pleafures  high. 
S  Tho'  all  created  Light  decay, 
And  Deaih  clofe  up  our  Eyes, 
Thy  Prefence  makes  eternal  Day, 
Where  Clouds  can  never  rife.] 

PSALM  36.    ^,  1—7.    Short  Metre. 
The  Wickednefs  of  Man^  and  the  Majejiy  of  God  j 

or,  PraSlical  Atheifm  expofed. 
%  TT Then  Man  grows  bold  in  Sin, 
V^       My  Heart  within  me  cries, 
**  He  hath  no  Faith  of  God  within, 
"  Nor  Fear  before  his  Eyes." 
a  [He  walks  a-while  conceard 
In  a  Self-flattiing  Dream, 

Till 


PSALM    XXXVIL  ^-g 

Till  his  dark  Crimes  at  once  reveal'd, 

Expofe  his  hateful  Name.] 

His  Heart  is  falfe  and  foul, 

His  Words  are  fmooth  and  fairj 

Wifdom  is  banifii'd  from  his  Soul, 

And  leaves  no  Goodnefs  there. 

He  plots  upon  his  Bed 

New  Mifchiefs  to  fulfil, 

He  fets  his  Heart,  aiTd  Hand,  and  Head^ 

To  praaife  all  that  s  ill. 

But  there's  a  dreadful  GOD, 

Tho'  Men  renounce  his  Fear  ; 

His  Juftice  hid  behind  the  Cloudj, 

Shall  one  great  Day  appear. 

His  Truth  tranfcends  the  Sky, 

In  Heav'n  his  Mercies  dwell  j 

Deep  as  the  Sea  his  Judgments  He, 

His  Anger  burns  to  Hell. 

How  excellent  his  Love, 

Whence  all  our  Safety  fprings  I 

O  never  let  my  Soul  remove 

From  underneath  his  Wings, 

PSALM    37.  «z/.  1—15.    FtrJ\  Part. 

be  Cure  of  En'vy,  FretfulnefSy  and  Unbelief-^  or 
The  Reivards  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked-^  Zii\ 
The  World's  Hatred^  and  the  Saint" s  Patience, 

\y  H  Y  (hould  I  rex  my  Soul,  and  fret 
''  *      To  fee  the  Wicked  rife  > 
Or  envy  Sinners  waxing  great 

By  Violence  and  Lies. 
As  flow'ry  Grafs  cut  down  at  Nook, 

Before  the  Evening  fades, 
So  fliall  their  Glories  vani/h  foon 

In  everlafting  Shades. 
Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  Trult^ 

And  pra6tife  all  that's  geod ; 


^S  PSALM    XXXVIL 

So  fhall  I  dwell  among  the  Jaft, 
And  he'll  provide  me  Food. 
4.  I  to  my  GOD  my  Ways  commlf, 
And  chearful  wait  his  Will} 
Thy  Hand,  which  guides  my  dovibtful  Feetj 
Shall  my  Defires  fulfil 

5  Mine  Innocence  flialt  thou  difplay. 

And  make  thy  Judgments  known, 
Fair  as  the  Light  of  dawning  Day, 
And  glorious  as  the  Noon. 

6  The  Meek  at  laft  the  Earth  pofTefs, 

And  are  the  Heirs  of  Heav'n  ; 
True  Riches  with  abundant  Peace, 
To  humble  Souls  are  giv'n, 
PAUSE. 

7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  Way, 

Nor  let  your  Anger  rife, 
Tho'  Providence  (hould  long  delay 

To  punifti  haughty  Vice, 
g  Let  Sinners  join  to  break  your  Peace, 

And  plct,  and  rage,  and  foam  j 
The  Lord  derides  them,'  for  he  fees 

Their  Day  of  Vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threatening  Swore 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  Bow, 

To  flay  the  Men  that  fear  the  Lord, 

And  bring  the  Righteous  low. 

10  My  GOD  fhall  break  their  Bows,  and  bun. 

Their  perfecuting  Darts  j 
Shall  their  own  Swords  againft  them  turn. 
And  Pain  furprize  their  Hearts. 

PSALM  37,  a;.  16,  ai,  a6--.3T.  Second  Pa 

Charity  to  the  Poor ;  or,  Religion  in  Wvrdsand  Dee^ 

2  "ITy  H  Y  do  the  wealthy  Wicked  boa(^, 

^^      And  grow  profanely  bold  } 

The  meanelt  Portion  of  the  Juft 

Excels  the  Sinn§r'$  Gold , 

%  I 


PSALM  xxxvrt.  €^ 

I  The  Wicked  borrows  ofhis  Friends^ 
But  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  j 
j '  The  Saint  is  merciful,  and  Unis, 
I       Nor  turns  the  Poor  away. 
I  Mis  Alms  with  lib'ral  Heart  he  gives 

Amongll  the  Sons  of  Need  ; 
;  His  Mem'ry  to  long  Ages  lives, 
I       And  bleffed  is  his  Seed. 
j.  pis  Lips  abhor  to  talk  prophane. 
To  (lander  or  defraud  j 
His  readyTongue  declare*  to  Men 
What  he  has  learn'd  cf  G  O  D. 
I   The  Law  and  Gofpel  of  the  Lord 
j       Deep  in  his  Heart  abide  ; 
'  Led  by  the  Spirit,  and  the  Wordj, 
His  Feet  fliali  never  Aide. 
When  Sinners  fall,  the  Righteous  ftand, 

Preferv'd  from  ev'ry  Snare  j 
They  fliall  poflefs  the  promised  Land, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

j  P  S  A  L  M   37.    V.  as— 37.    Third  Part, 

\7hi  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  ihe  Wicked, 
i    X/f  Y  GOD,  the  Steps  of  pious  Men 
^^^     Are  order'd  by  thy  Willj 
Tho'  they  fliould  fall,  they  rife  again. 

Thy  Hand  fupports  them  ftill. 
The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  Ways, 

Their  Virtue  he  approves  ; 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  Grace, 

Nor  leave  the  Man  he  loves. 
The  heav'nlj^  Heritage  is  theirs. 

Their  Portion  and  their  Home  ; 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  Heirs 

Of  Bleflings  long  to  come. 
Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Men, 

Nor  fear  when  Tyrants  frown ; 


y^  PtS  A  L  M  /X|CJ£Vin, 

Ve  (hall  eonfefs  their  Pride  was  vain, 
Wheh  Juftice  calls  them  down. 
PAUSE 

5  The  haughty  Sinner  have  £  feen. 

Not  faring  Man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  Bay-Tree  fair  and  green. 
Spreading  his  Arms  abroad. 

6  And,  lo  !  he  vaniflVd  from  the  Ground, 

Deftroy'd  by  Hai.ds  unfeen, 
Nor  Root,  lior  Branch,  nor  Leaf  was  found 
Where,  all  that  Pride  had  been. 

7  But  mark  the  Man  of  Righteoufnefs, 

His  fev'ral  Steps  attend  j 
True  Pleafure  runs  thro'  all  his  Ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  End. 

PSALM    38. 

Cuilt  of  Ccnfcience  and  Relief -y  or,  RepentanCe^U 
Prayer  for  Pardon  and  Health.      .'  " 

I    AMIDST  thy  Wrath  remember  Love, 
■**     Reftore  thy  Servant  Lord,  ".  1 

Nor  let  a  Father's  Chaft  ning  prove 
Like  an  Avenger's  Sword, 
a  Thin  ■  Arrows  ftick  within  my  Heart, 
My  Flei'h  is  forely  preft  } 
Between  the  Sorrow  and  the  Smart 
My  Spirit  finds  no  Rtft. 
3  My  Sins  a  heavy  Load  appear. 
And  o'er  my  Head  are  gone  j 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear. 
Too  hard  forme  t'  attone. 
4,  My  Thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  Sea, 
My  Head  ffill  bending  down  j 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  Day, 
Beneath  my  Fatlier's  Frown. 
5  Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  fore. 
None  of  my  Pow'rs  are  whole  ^ 


Tl 


The  inward  An guifc  makes  me  roar. 

The  Anguiftiof  my  Soul. 
All  my  Defire  to  Thee  is  known. 

Thine  Eye  counts  evVy  Tear, 
And  ev'ry  Si^h  and  ev'ry  Groan 

Is  notic'd  by  thine  Ear. 
Thou  art  my  G  O  D,  my  only  Hope  | 

My  G  O  D  will  hear  my  Cry, 
My  GO  D  will  bear  my  Spirit  up. 

When  Satan  bids  me  die. 
;  [My  Foot  is  ever  apt  to  Aide, 

My  Foes  rejoice  to  fee't  j 
They  raife  their  Pieafure  and  their  PridCj 

When  they  fupplant  my  Feet. 
I  But  ril  confefs  my  Guilt  to  7~hee, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  Sin  : 
I'll  mourn,  how  weak  my  Graces  be^ 

And  beg  Support  divine. 
:o  My  GOD,  forgive  my  Follies  pail^ 

And  be  for  ever  nigh  ; 
O  Lord  of  my  Salvation  hafte. 

Before  thy  Servant  die. 

PSALM    39.r  v.  I,  a,  3.    FirJI  Part, 

Watchfulnefs  onjer  the  Tongue  5  or,  Prudence  and 

Zeal. 
■  nnHUS  I  rcfolv'd  before  the  Lord, 
■^    **  Now  will  I  watch  my  Tongue^ 
"  Left  I  let  (lip  one  fmful  Word, 
**  Or  do  my  Neighbour  Wrong." 
t  And  if  Tm  e'er  conftrain'd  to  ftay 
With  Men  of  Li>es  profane, 
I'll  fet  a  double  Guard  that  Day, 
Nor  let  my  Talk  be  vain. 
I  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  Lips  to  fpeak 
The  pious  Thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  Scoffers  (hould  th'  Occafion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  Zeal. 

Ul  '4  Yet 


,»  FS  AL  M    XXXir, 

4  Yet  if  fomf  proper  Hour  appear, 

ril  not  be  over-aw'd, 
But  let  the  koffing  Sinners  hear. 
That  we  can  ipeak  for  GOD. 

PSALM  39.  0^.4,  5,  6,  7.  Stc9ndPar., 
The  Fanity  of  Man  as  mortal, 

3  ^p  E  A  C  H  me  the  Meafure  of  my  Days, 

■*•      Thou  Maker  of  my  Frame  j 
1  would  furvey  Life's  narrow  Space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 
%  A  Span  is  all  that  we  can  boaft. 
An  Inch  or  two  of  Time  j 
Man  is  but  Vanity  and  Duft; 
In  ?.ll  his  Flow'r  and  Prime. 
-  See  the  vain  Race  of  Mortals  move 
Like  Shadows  o'er  the  Plain  j 
They  rage  and  ftrive,  defire  and  love, 
But  all  the  Noife  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  Honour's  gaudy  Show, 

Some  d'g  for  golden  Ore, 
They  toil  for  Heirs  they  know  not  whOj, 
And  ftrait  are  feen  no  more. 

5  What  {hould  I  wifh  or  wait  for  then 

From  Creatures,  Earth  and  Duft? 
They  make  our  Expe^ations  vain, 
And  difappolnt  our  Truft. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  Hope, 

My  fond  Df  fires  recal  j 
I  give  my  mortal  Int'reft  up, 
And  make  my  G  O  D  my  All. 

P  S  A  L  M  39.    'V.  9—13.     Third  Pari, 
Sick-bed  Devotion-,  or,  Pleading  ivitbout  Repinir^ 
1  /^  O  D  of  my  Life  look  gently  down, 
^     Behold  the  Pains  I  feel  j 
But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  Throne, 
Nor  dare  difpute  thy  Will.  «  Difeafi 


PSA  L  M    XL.  5 

'  Difeafes  are  thy  Servants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  Command  j 
ril  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  Word, 

Againft  thy  chaft'ning  Hand. 
Yet  I  may  plead  wjfh  humble  Cries, 

Remove  thy  (harp  Rebukes; 
My  Strength  coniumes,  my  Spirit  dies. 

Through  thy  repeated  Strokes. 
Crufh'd  as  a  Moth  beneath  thy  Hand 

We  moulder  to  theDuftj 
Our  feeble  Pow'rs  can  ne'er  withftandi 

And  all  our  Beauty's  loft. 
;  [This  mortal  Life  decays  apace. 

How  foon  the  Bubble's  broke  ! 
Adam  and  all  his  num'roua  Race 

Are  Vanity  and  Smoke.] 
i  Tm  but  a  Sojourner  below. 

As  all  my  Fathers  were  j 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go. 

When  I  the  Summons  hear ! 
f  But  if  my  Life  be  fpar'd  awhile 

Before  my  laft  Remove, 
Thy  Praife  (hall  be  my  Bufinefs  Hill, 

And  111  declare  thy  Love. 

?  S  A  L  M  40.    1/.  T,  2,  3,  5,  17.   Virfi  Pari, 
Common  Metre. 
A  Song  of  Deiiverance  from  great  Difirtfu 
I  T  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
•*"     He  bow'd  to  hear  my  Cry  j 
He  faw  me  refting  on  his  Word, 
And  brought  Salvation  nigh, 
X  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  Pit, 
Where  mourning  long  I  lay. 
And  from  my  Bonds  releas'd  my  Feet, 
Deep  Bonds  of  miry  Clay. 
J  Firm  on  a  Rock  he  made  me  ftand. 
And  taught  my  chearful  Tongue 

D4.  X« 


74  PSALM    XL. 

To  praife  the  Wonders  of  his  Hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  Song. 

4  rU  fpread  his  Works  of  Grace  abroad, 

The  Saints  with  Joy  (hall  hear; 
And  Sinners  learn  to  make  my  GOD 
Their  only  Hope  and  Fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  Thoughts  of  Love  ! 

Thy  Mercies,  Lord,  how  great  ! 
We  have  not  Words  nor  Hours  enough 
Their  Numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When.rm  afflicted,  poor  and  low. 

And  Light  and  Peace  depart, 
My  GOD  beholds  my  heavy  Woe, 
And  bears  me  on  his  Heart. 

P  S  A  LM  40. 1'.  6-9.  Second  Part,  Com.  Metre 

7he  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  of  Chrift. 

1  npHUS  faith  the  Lord,  *'Your  Werk  is  vain 
-*■      '*  Give  your  Burnr-Offerings  o'er, 
*'  In  dying  Goats  and  Bullocks  flain 
*'  My  Soul  delights  no  more."    * 
a  Then  fpake  the  Saviour,  '*  Lo,  I'm  herej 
*'  My  GOD,  to  do  thy  Will  j 
**  Whateer  thy  facred  Books  declare, 
«  Thy  Servant  (hall  fulfil. 
5  "  Thy  Law  is  ever  in  my  Sight, 
"  I  keep  it  near  my  Heart : 
"  Mine  Ears  are  open'd  with  Delight 
*'  To  what  thy  Lips  impart." 

4  And  fee  the  bleft  R.edeemer  comes, 

Th'  Eternal  Son  appears, 
And  at  th'  appointed  Time  affumes 
The  Body  GOD  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  Grace, 

And  much  liis  Truth  he  (hew'd, 
And  preach'd  the  Way  of  Kighteoufnefs 
Where  great  AHemblies  Hoods 

6  His 


PSALM    XLo  75 

3  His  Father's  Honour  touched  his  Heart, 
He  pity'd  Sinners  Cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  Part 
Was  made  a  Sacrifice. 

PAUSE. 
7  No  Blood  of  Beafts  on  Altars  fhed 
,    Could  wafli  the  Confcience  dean  J 
But  the  rich  Sacrifice  he  paid, 
.        Attones  for  all  our  Sin. 
;  S  Then  was  the  great  Salvation  fpread. 
ji         And  Satan  ^  Kingdom  (hook  j 
[    Thuj  by  the  Woman's  promis'd  Seed 
I    *   The  Serpent's  Head  was  broke. 

P  S  A  L  M  4.0.    'V.  5--10.    Long  Metre. 

Chrift  our  SacriJUe. 

fi  np  HE  Wonders,  Lord,  thy  Love  has  wrought 
f  ■*■  Exceed  our  Praife,  furmount  our  Thought: 
I     Should  I  attempt  the  long  Detail, 

My  bpeeeh  would  faint^  my  Numbers  fail. 
%  No  Blo;;d  of  Beads  on  AJtar  fpilt 

Can  clean fe  the  Souls  of  Men  from  Guilt  j 

But  thou  haft  fet  before  our  Eyes 

An  All-fufficient  Sacrifice. 
3  Lo  !  thine  eternal  Son  appears. 

To  thy  Defigns  he  bows  his  Ears; 

AfTunies  a  Body  well  prepared, 

And  well  performs  a  W  ork  fo  iiard. 
%  *'  Behold,  I  «orae  (the  Saviour  cries. 

With  Lave  and  Duty  in  his  Eyes) 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  Load 

"  Of  Sins,  and  do  thy  Will,  my  G  OIX 
5  **  'Tis  written  in  rhy  great  Decree, 

<*  'Tis  in  thy  Book  toretjold  of  Me, 

'*  I  mnft  fulfil  the  Savio^ur's  Part, 

^*  Aad  lo  ]  thy  Law  is  in  my  Heart* 

P  S  6<*  I  It 


76  PSALM  xin. 

6  "  r]l  mtignify  .thy  holy  Law, 

**  And  Rebels  to  Obedience  draw, 
**  When  on  my  Crofs  Im  lifted  high, 
"  Or  to  my  Crown  above  the  Sky. 

7  "  The  Spirit  rtiall  de[cend  and  (how 

"  What  thou  haft  done,  and  what  I  do; 

*'  The  wond'ring  World  (hall  learn  thy  Grac« 

*'  Thy  Wifdom  and  thy  RighteouCnefs." 

PSALM    41.    'V.  J,  a,  3. 

Chanty  to  the  Poor  ;  or,  Pity  to  the  Affli^ed, 

J   "D  L  E  S  T  is  the  Man  whofe  Bowels  move, 
■*-*  And  melt  wi  h  Pity  to  the  Poor  j 
Whofe  Soul,  by  f ,  rapathizing  Love, 
Feels  what  his  Fellow-Saints  endure. 

i  His  Heart  co.itrives  for  their  Rtlief 
More  Good  than  his  own  Hands  can  do  5 
He,  in  the  Time  of  genYal  Grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  Bowels  too, 

3  His  Soul  fliall  live  fecure  ©n  Earth, 
Wirli  fecret  Bleffings  on  his  Head  j 

When  Drought,  and  Peftilence,  and  Dearth^ 
Around  him  multiply  their  Dead. 

4  Or,  if  he  hnguifh  on  his  Couch, 
God  will  pronounce  his  Sins  forgiv'n, 
Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  Touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  Soul  to  Heav'n. 

PSALM  42.    T.  1  —  5.    f'trft  Pari. 

D eftr lion  and  Hole  \  or.   Complaint  of  Abjense  frot 

fublic  Wo^Jhip, 
J    "117  I  T  H  earned  Longings  o^  the  Mind, 
*^V     My  GOD  to  Th(;e  I  look  j 
So  pants  the  hunted  Hart  to  iind, 
And  tafte  the  cooling  BiOok. 
4  When  (halll  fee.thy  Courts  of  Grace, 
And  iiieel  my  God  a^ain  ? 

81 


PS  AL  M    XLir,  ^ff 

So  long  an  Abfence  from  thy  Face 
My  Heart  endures  with  Pain. 

3  Temptations  vtx  iny  weary  Soul, 

And  Tears  are  my  Repaft  j 
The  Foe  infults  without  Controul, 
*<  And  tuber  e' J  your  GOD  at  lafi  ?'* 

4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  Pleafure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  Days  j  ' 
Then  to  thy  Houfe  did  Numbers  go. 
And  all  our  Work  was  Praife. 

0  J  JBut  why,  my  Soul,  funk  down  fo  far 

Beneath  this  heavy  Load  ? 
Why  do  my  Thoughts  indulge  Defpair, 

And  fm  againlt  my  G  O  D  ? 
6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whofe  mighty  Hand 

Can  all  thy  Woes  remove  j 
For  I  fhall  yet  before  him  ftand, 

And  fmg  reftoring  Love. 

PSALM  4z.   a;.  6— II.    Second  ? art, 
"Melancholy    thoughts    repronjed  j     or,     Hope    in 
Afliaions. 
\^t  A/fY  Spirits  fink  within  me,  Lord, 

1  ^"-  But  I  will  call  thy  Name  to  mind  j 
And  Times  of  paft  JDiftrefs  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  G  O  D  was  kind. 

ft  Huge  Troubles,  with  tumultuous  Noife, 
Swell  like  a  Sea,  and  round  me  fpread  j 
Thy  Water-fpouts  drown  all  my  Joys, 
S,  And  rifing  Waves  roll  o'er  my  Head, 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  Love, 
When  I  addrefs  his  Throne  by  Day, 
Kor  in  the  Night  his  Grace  remove ; 
The  Night  ftiall  hear  me  fing  and  pray. 

4  ril  caft  myfelf  before  his  Feet, 

And  fay,  "  My  GOD,  my  heav'nly  Rock, 

•*  Why  doth  thy  Love  fo  long  forget 

«*  The  Soui  that  groans  beneath  thy  Sfroke  " 

P6  5  ru 


5  I'll  chide  mv  Heart  that  finks  To  low, 
Why  fliould  my  Soul  indulge  her  Grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praife  him  too  ; 
He  is  my  Reft,  my  fure  Relief. 

6  Thy  Light  and  Truth  ftiall  guide  me  ftill, 
Thy  Word  fhall  my  belt  Thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heav'nly  Hill, 
My  G  O  D,  my  molt  expeeding  Joy. 

PSALM  44.   'V.  I,  I,  3,  8,  i5---i6. 
T/je  Church's  Complaint  vn  Ferfecution, 
J  T  OR  D,  we  have  heard  thy  Works  of  old, 
•*-'  Thy  Works  of  PowY  and  Grace  j 
When  to  our  Ears  our  Fathers  told 
The  Wonders  of  tlieir  Days. 
0.  How  thou  didft  buiid  thy  Chuichcs  here, 
And  make  thy  Gofpel  known  ; 
i^mongft  them  did  thine  Arm  appear, 
Thy  Light  and  Glory  (hone. 

3  Ir  GOD  they  boafted  all  the  Day, 

And  in  a  chearful  Throng 
rid  Thoufands  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 
And  Grace  was  all  their  Song. 

4  But  now  our  Souls  are  feiz'd  with  Shame, 

C  onfufion  fills  our  Face, 
To  hear  the  Enemy  blafpheme, 
/^nd  Focls  leproach  thy  Grate. 
^  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  GOD, 
Kor  falfly  dealt  with  Heav'n, 
Noi  have  our  Steps  declined  the  Road, 
Of  Duty  thou  halt  giv'n. 
^  The'  Dragcns  all  around  us  roar, 
V*  ith  their  deftru^tive  Breath, 
Ard  thine  own  Hand  has  bruis'd  us  £bre> 
Hard  by  the  Gates  of  Death. 
PAUSE. 
yj  We  are  exposed  all  Day  fco  die 
As  Martyrs  for  thy  Caufe, 

As 


P  S  A  I.  M    XLV.  79 

As  Sheep  for  Slaughter,  bound  we  lie 

By  iharp  and  bloody  Laws. 
S  Awake,  arife,  Alraighty  Lord, 

Why  fleeps  thy  wonted  Grace  ? 
Why  (hould  we  look  like  Men  abhofr'd^ 

Or  banifh'd  from  thy  Face  ? 

9  Wilt  thou  for  ever  caft  us  off. 

And  ftill  neglea  our  Cries  ? 
For  ever  hide  thine  heav'nly  Love, 
From  our  affii<5Ved  Eyes  ? 

10  Down  to  the  Duft  our  Soul  is  bow'd. 

And  dies  upon  the  Ground  j 
Rife  tor  our  Help,  rebuke  the  Proud, 
And  all  their  PowYs  conFound. 

11  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  Shame, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  G  OD  j 
We  plead  the  Honours  of  thy  Name, 
The  Merits  of  thy  Blood. 

PSALM  45.    Short  Metre. 
The  Glory  of  Chrift,  rhe  Succefs  of  the  Gofpely  and 

tbe  Gentile  Church, 
X   \J[  Y  Saviour  and  my  King, 
^^  Thy  Beauties  are  divine  j 
Thy  Lips  with  BleiTings  overflow^ 
And  evVy  Grace  is  thine, 
a  Now  make  thy  Glory  known. 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  Sword, 
And  ride  in  Majefty  to  fpread 
Tbe  Conquefts  of  thy  Word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  ftubborn  Foes, 

Or  melt  their  Hearts  t'  obey, 
While  Juftice,  Meeknefs,  Grace  and  Truths 
Attend  thy  glorious  Way. 

4  Thy  Laws,  O  (tOD,  are  right; 

Thy  Throne  Siall  ever  ftand  j 
And  thy  viftorious  Gofpel  proves, 
A  Scejpter  in  \\^y  Hand, 

J  IThy 


80  PSALM    XLV, 

5  [Thy  leather  and  thy  G  O  D 

Hath  without  Meafure  (hed 
His  Spirit,  like  a  joyful  Oil, 
T' anoint  thy  facred  Head.] 

6  [Behold,  at  thy  Right-hand, 

The  Gentile  Church  is  feen, 
Like  a  fair  Bride  in  rich  Attire, 
And  Princes  guard  the  Queen.] 

7  Fair  Bride,  receive  his  Love, 

Forget  thy  Father's  Houfe  ; 
Forfake  thy  Gods,  thy  Idol-Gods, 
And  pay  thy  Lord  tfey  Vows. 

8  O  let  thy  G  O  D  and  King 

Thy  fweeteft  Thoughts  employ ; 
Thy  Children  fliall  his  Honour  hng 
In  Palaces  of  Joy. 

PSALM   45.    Common  Metre. 
Th^  perfonal  Glories  and  Go'vernment  ofChin^ 

J  T 'LL  fpeak  the  Honours  of  my  King, 
■'•  His  Form  divinely  fair  ; 
None  of  the  Sons  of  mortal  Race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 
%  Sweet  is  thy  Speech,  and  heavenly  Grace 
Upon  thy  Lips  is  fhed  ; 
Thy  GOD  with  Bleflings  infinite 
Hath  crownM  thy  facred  Head. 
3  Gird  on  thy  Sword,  viftorious  Prince  j 
Ride  with  majeftic  Sv» ay ; 
Thy  Terror  Ihali  Itrike  through  thy  Foej, 
And  make  the  World  obey. 
4.  Thy  Throne,  p  GOD,  for  ever  ftands>,; 
Thy  Word  of  Grace  fhall  prove 
A  peaceful  Scepter  in  thy  Hands,  , 

To  rule  the  Saints  by  Love. 
5  Juftice  and  Truth  attend  thee  ftill, 
But  Mercy  is  tfiy  Choice :  ' 

Am 


PSALM    XLV.  gi 

A.nd  G  O  D,  thy  GOD,  tliy  Soul  (hall fill 
With  moft  peculiar  Joys. 

P  S  A  L  M  45.    FirJ}  Part.    Long  Metre, 

The  Glory  of  Chrift,  and  Poiver  of  his  Gojpeh 
1  TO"  O  W  be  my  Heart  infpirM  to  fing 

'*-^   The  Glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 

Jefus  the  Lord  j  how  heav'nly  fair 

His  Form  !  how  bright  his  Beauties  are  I 
a  O'er  ail  the  Sons  of  human  Race 

He  fhines  with  a  fuperior  Grace  j 

Love  from  his  Lips  divinely  flows. 

And  BlefTmgs  all  his  State  compofe. 
3  Drefs  thee  in  Arms,  moft  mighty  Lord, 

Gird  on  the  Terror  of  thy  Sword, 

In  Majefty  and  Glory  ride 

With  Truth  and  Meeknefs  at  thy  Side, 
4.  Thine  Anger,  like  a  pointed  Dart, 

Shall  pierce  the  Foes  of  ftubborn  Heart  5 

Or  Words  of  Mercy  kind  and  fweet, 

Shall  melt  the  Rebels  at  thy  Feet. 

5  Thy  Throne,  O  GOD,  for  ever  ftands, 
Gi  ace  is  the  Scepter  in  thy  Hands  j 

Thy  Laws  and  Works  are  juft  and  right, 
•  Juftice  and  Grace  are  thy  Delight. 

6  GOD,  thine  own  GOD,  has  richly  (hed 
Hi*  Oil  of  Gladnefs  on  thy  Head  j 

And  with  his  facred  Spirit  blelt 
His  firft-born  Son  above  the  reft. 

•PSALM   45.    Second  Part,    Long  Metre. 
Chrift  and  bis  Church  j  or,  The  myfical  Marriage, 

1  'p  H  E  King  of  Saints,  how  fair  his  Face,     , 
-■'    Adorn'd  witlv  Majefty  and  Grace  I 
He  com^s  with  Blefllngs  fram  above, 
AntI  wins  ihe  Nations  to  his  Love, 

a  At 


gt  PSALM    XLVr. 

4  At  his  Right-hand,  our  Eyes  behold 
The  Queen  array'd  in  pureft  Gold  ; 
The  World  ad  nires  her  heav'nly  Drefsj 
Her  Robe  of  Joy  and  Righteoufnefs. 

3  He  forms  her  Beauties  like  his  own  j 
He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  Throne; 
Fair  Stranger,  let  thine  Heart  forget 
The  Idols  of  thy  native  State. 

4.  So  fhall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee  the  Fav  1  ite  of  his  Choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd. 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lart^ 

5  O  happy  Hour,  when  thou  fhalt  rife 
To  his  fair  Palace  in  the  Skies, 
And  all  thy  Sons  (a  num'rous  Train) 
Each  like  a  Prince  in  Glory  reign  ! 

6  Let  endlefs  Honours  crown  his  Head; 
Let  evYy  Age  his  Praifes  fpread  j 
While  we  with  chearful  Songs  approve 
The  Condefcenfions  of  his  Love. 

P  S  A  L  M  46.     Fir/i  Pari, 
The  Churches  Safttj  and  Triumph  among  National 
Defolatiotts. 
O  D  15  the  Refuge  of  his  Saints, 
When  Storms  of  fliarp  Diltrefs  invade  j 
E'er  we  can  offer  our  Complaints, 
Behold  him  prefent  with  his  Aid. 
a  Let  Mountains  from  their  Seats  be  hurl'd 
Down  to  the  Deep,  ajid  buried  there; 
Convulfions  fhake  the  folid  World, 
Oi>r  Faith  fkali  never  yield  to  Fear, 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  Ocean  roar. 
In  facred  Peace  our  Souls  abide, 
Vv^'hile  cv'ry  Nation,  evTy  Shore, 
Trembles  and  dreads  the  fweliing  Tide, 

4  There  is  a  Stream  whofe  gentle  Flow 
Supplies  the  City  of  our  G  O  D  i 


G 


Life,  Love  and  Joy,  ftlllglidiflg through, 
And  wat'ring  our  divine  Abode. 

5  That  facred  Stream,  thine  holy  Word, 
That  all  our  raging  Fear  controuls  ; 
Sweet  Peace  thy  Promifes  afford. 
And  give  new  Strength  to  fainting  SouI?» 

5  Sion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  Love, 
Secure  againft  a  threatening  Hour  5 
Nor  can  her  firm  Foundations  move, 
JBuih  on  his  Truth,  and  arm'd  with  PowV^ 

PSALM  46.    Second? art o 
GOD  Jights  far  his  Church, 

i  T   ET  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice 
*-'  Though  Tyrants  rage,  and  Kingdomsrifel 
He  utters  his  Almighty  Voice, 
The  Nations  melt,  the  Tumult  dies, 

i  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought,, 
And  Jacob'^  G  O  D  is  ftill  our  Aid  j 
Behold  the  Works  his  Hand  has  wrought^ 
What  Defolations  he  has  made. 

3  From  Sea  to  Sea,  through  all  the  Shores, 
He  makes  the  Noife  of  Battle  ceafe  j 
When  from  on  high  his  Thunder  roars. 
He  awes  tlie  trembling  World  to  Peace, 

4  He  breaks  the  Bow,  he  cuts  the  Spear, 
Ckariots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  Flame  j 
Keep  Silence  all  the  Earth,  aad  hear 
The  Sound  and  Glory  of  his  Name. 

5  *'  Be  ftill,  and  learn  that  I  am  G  O  D, 
"  rU  be  exalted  o'er  the  Lands  j 

'*  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
"  But  ftill  my  Throne  in  Sion  ftands.'' 

6  O  Lord  of  Hofts,  Almighty  King, 
While  we  fo  near  thy  Frefence  dwell, 
Gur  Faith  ihall  fit  fecure,  and  fing 
Defiance  to  the  Gates  of  Hell. 

PSALM 


'4  P8AXM    XLVIII. 

PSALM  47. 
Chrift  Afcending  and  Reigning, 
>  Q  FO  R  a  Shout  of  facred  p  y 

To  G  OD  the  fovVeign  King  I 
Let  every  Land  their  Tongues  employ, 
And  Hymns  of  Triumph  fmg. 
•  Jefus,  our  GOD,  afcends  on  high} 
His  heav'jily  Guards  around, 
Attend  him  fifing  through  the  Sky, 
xx^-}^^  Trumpet's  joyful  Sound. 
5  While  Angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King 
Let  Mortals  learn  their  Strains  j 
Let  all  the  Earth  his  Honours  ting  i 
O'er  all  the  Earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearfe  his  Praife  with  Awe  profound, 

Let  Knowledge  lead  the  Song, 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  Sound 
Upon  a  thoughtlefs  Tongue. 

5  In  Ifr^l  atood  his  ancient  Throne, 

He  lov'd  that  choftn  Race  j 
Bat  now  he  calls  the  World  his  own, 

And  Heathens  tafte  his  Grace. 
€  The  Brttijh  Illands  are  the  Lord's, 

There  Abraham^  G  O  D  is  known, 
While  Pow'rs  and  Princes,  Shields  and  Swords, 

Submit  before  his  Throne, 

P  S  A  L  M  48.     or.  1—8.    FirJiPart. 

The  Church  is  the  Honour  and  Safety  of  a  Nation » 
I  [QREAT  is  the  Lord  our  GOD, 
^^     And  let  his  Praife  be  great  j 
He  makto  his  Churches  his  Abode, 
His  moft  delightful  Seat. 
*  Thefe  Temples  of  his  Grace, 
How  beautiful  they  ftand  ! 
The  Honours  of  our  native  Place, 
And  Bulwarks  of  our  Land. J 

3  In 


PS  A  L  M    XLVm»  'ii 

In  Sitft  G  O  D  is  known, 

A  Refuge  in  Diftrtfs } 
How  bright  has  his  Salvation  ihone 

Through  all  her  Palaces ! 
When  Kings  againft  her  join'd. 

And  faw  the  Lord  was  there, 
In  wild  Confufion  of  the  Mind, 

They  fled  with  hafty  Fear. 
When  Navies  tall  and  proud. 

Attempt  to  fpoil  our  Peace, 
He  fends  his  Tempeft  roaring  loud, 

And  finks  them  in  the  Seas. 
Oft  have  our  Fathers  told. 

Our  Eyes  have  often  feen, 
How  well  our  GOD  fecures  the  Fold, 

Where  his  own  Sheep  have  been. 
In  ev'ry  new  Diftrefs 

We'll  to  his  Houfe  repair  5 
We'll  think  upon  his  wond'rous  Grace, 

And  feek  Deliv'rance  there. 

P  S  A  L  M  48,  V.  JO— 14.  Second  Part, 
Thi  Beautj  of  the  Church  j   or,  Go/pel  Worjbip  ana 
Order, 
p  A  R  as  thy  Name  is  known, 
•*■    The  World  declares  thy  Praife  j 
Thy  Saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  Throne j 

Their  Songs  of  Honour  raife. 
With  Joy  let  Judah  ftand. 

On  81071%  chofen  Hill, 
Proclaim  the  Wonders  ©f  thy  Hand, 
And  Counfels  of  thy  Will. 
J  Let  Strangers  walk  around 
The  City  where  we  dwell, 
Compafs  and  view  thine  holy  Ground, 
And  mark  the  Building  well. 
4  The  Orders  of  thy  Houfe, 
The  Werfhip  of  thy  Court, 

Th« 


M  J?:$  ALM    XLIX. 

The  chearful  Softgs,  the  folemn  Vow^, 
And  make  a  fair  Report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife  f 

How  glorious  to  behold  1 
Beyond  the  homp  that  charms  the  Eyes, 
,  rr.,      °  ^^^^^  adorii'd  with  Gold. 

6  The  GOD  yve  worlhip  now, 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die, 
Will  be  our  GOD  while  here  below. 
And  ours  above  the  Sky. 

PSALM  49.  1;.  6.-.14.  Fir/iPart,  Com.  Met. 

Pride  and  Death;  or,  The  Vanity  of  Life  and  Riches, 

"  W^^  ^^^^  ^^^  ^3"  of  Riches  grow. 
To  Infolence  and  Pride, 
To  fee  his  Wealth  and  Honours  flow. 
^ith  ev'jy  fifing  Tide? 
a  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  Poor  with  Scorn, 
Made  of  the  lelf-fame  Clay, 
And  boalt  as  though  his  Flelh  were  born 
Of  better  Dull  than  they  ?] 
%  Not  all  his  Treafures  can  procure 
His  Soul  a  fhort  Reprieve, 
Kedeem  from  Death  one  guilty  Hour, 
Or  make  his  Brother  live. 

4  [Life  is  a  BlefTmg  can^t  be  fold. 

The  Rqnfom  is  too  high  } 
Juftice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  Gold, 
That  Man  may  never  die. 

5  He  fees  the  Brutifli  and  the  Wife, 

The  TimVous  and  the  Brave, 
Quit  their  PolTefTions,  clofe  their  Eyes, 
And  halten  to  the  Grave 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  Thought  and  Pride, 

''  My  Houfe  Ihall  ever  Itand  ; 
*'  And  that  my  Natv,e  may  long  abide, 
«^  I'll  give  it  to  my  Land." 

7  Vain 


P  S  ALM:XtfX.  t, 

Vain  are  his  Thoughts,  his  Hopes. aire  loft, 

How  foon  his  Mem',  y  dies  t 
His  Naine  is  written  in  the  Duft, 
Where  his  own  Caicafe  lies.] 
-     PAUSE. 
;  This  is  the  Folly  of  their  Way  j 
And  yet  their  Sons,  as  vain. 
Approve  the  Words  their  Fathers  fay^ 
And  a<5t  their  Works  again. 
;  Men  void  of  Wifdom,  and  of  Grace, 
If  Honour  raife  rhem  high, 
Live  like  the  Be^ft,  a  thoughtlefs  Race, . 
And  lik^  the  Beaft  they  die. 
to  [Laid  in  the  Grave  like  filly  Sheep, 
Death  feeds  upon  them  there. 
Till  the  laft  Trumpet  breaks  their  Sleep, 
In  Terror  and  Defpair.] 

P  S  A  L  M  4.9.    1/.  14,  15.    Second  Part, 
Common  Metre. 

Death,  and  the  KefurreBion, 

Y^  Sons  of  Pride,  that  hate  the  Juft, 
^    And  trample  on  the  Poor  j 
When  Death  h^s  brought  you  down  to  Dull, 
Your  Pomp  fliall  rife  no  more. 
a  The  lafl  great  Day  fhall  change  the  Scene? 
,  When  will  that  Houi  appear? 
"When  fhall  the  Jult  revive,  and  reigh 
O'er  all  that  fcorn'd  them  here  ? 
3:G0D  will  my  naked  Soul  receive. 
When  fep'rate  from  the  Flefh  j 
And  break  the  Prifon  of  the  Grave, 
To  raife  my  Bones  afrefh. 
4  Heav'n  is  my  everlafting  Home, 
Th' Inheritance  is  fure  ; 
Xet  Men  of  Pride  their  Rage  rcfume, 
3iit  ril  repine  no  more,   " 

?  S  A  L  U 


4  PS  A  LM    L. 

PSALM  49.    Long  Metre. 

7he  rich  Sinntr''s  Death,  and  the  Saint" s  RefurreSieK% 

J  "yrrHY  do  the  Proud  infult  the  Poor, 
^^    And  boaft  the  large  Eltatee  they  have  ' 
How  vain  are  Riches  to  fecure 
Their  haughty  Owners  from  the  Grave  ! 

z  They  can't  redeem  one  Hour  frona  Death     ,  1| 
With  all  the  Wealth  in  which  they  truftj         ' 
Nor  give  a  dying  Brother  Breath, 
When  G  O  D  commands  him  down  to  Dull 

3  There  the  dark  Earth  and  difmal  Shade 
Shall  clafp  their  naked  Bodies  round  j 
That  Flefli  fo  delicately  fed. 
Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  Ground, 

4.  Like  thoughtlefs  Sheep  the  Sinner  dies. 
Laid  in  the  Grave  for  Worms  to  eat  j 
The  Saints  (hall  in  the  Morning  rife. 
And  find  th'  Oppreflbr  at  their  Feet, 

5  His  Honours  perifh  in  the  Duft, 

And  Pomp,  and  Beauty,  Birth  and  Blood  5 
That  glorious  Day  exalts  the  Juft 
To  full  Dominion  o'er  the  Proud. 

6  My  Saviour  fliall  my  Life  reftore, 
And  raife  me  from  my  dark  Abode  j 
My  Flefli  and  Soul  (hall  part  no  more, 
But  dwell  for  evernear  my  G  O  D. 

PSALM  50.  T.  1—6.  Firji  Fart.  Com.  Met. 

The  lafi  'Judgment  j  or,  The  Saints  reivarded, 
I  rp  H  E  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  Throne 
•■•    Bids  the  whole  Earth  draw  nigh  j 
The  Nations  near  the  rifmg  Surt, 
And  near  the  fVeJIern  Sky. 
ft  No  more  (hall  bold  Blafphemers  fay, 
*'  Judgment  ivill  ne' er  begin -^'' 
No  more  abufe  his  long  Delay, 
To  Impudence  and  Sin^ 

3  Throned 


P  S  A  L  M    L.  85 

Thron*d  on  a  Cloud  our  GOD  fhall  come, 

Bright  Flames  prepare  his  Way  j 
Thunder  and  Darknefs,  Fire  and  Storm, 

Lead  on  the  dreadful  Day. 
Heav'n  from  above  his  Call  (hall  hear, 

Attending  Angels  come, 
And  Earth  and  Hell  (hall  know  and  fear 

His  Juftice  and  their  Doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  mjr  Saints  (he  cries)         ^j 

"  That  made  their  Peace  with  GOD 
*«  By  the  Redeemer's  Sacrifice, 
*'  And  feai  d  it  with  his  Blood. 

6  "  Their  Faith  and  Works  brought  forth  to 

<*  Shall  make  the  World  confefs,       [Light, 
**  My  Sentence  of  Reward  is  right, 
♦*  And  Heav'n  adore  my  Grace." 

P  S  A  L  M  50.  0/.  10,  II,  14,  15,  a  J,  tdn  Part, 

;■_  Common  Metrd, 

Obedience  is  better  than  Sacrifice. 

I  q^HUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  The  fpacious  Field*, 
-*-    **  And  Flocks  and  Herds  are  mine  j 
«  O'er  all  the  Cattle  of  the  Hills 
*'  I  claim  a  Right  divine. 
%  *'  I  alk  no  Sheep  for  Sacrifice, 

'*  Nor  Bullocks  burnt  with  Fire ; 
♦<  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praife, 
*'  Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  "  Call  upon  me  when  Trouble's  near, 

"  My  Hand  (hall  fet  thee  -fr^e  j 
«*  Then  fhall  thy  thankful  Lips  declare, 
**  The  Honour  due  to  me. 

4  **  The  Man  that  ofFersiiumble  Praife, 

"  He  glorifies  me^beft  j 
«*  And  thofe  that  tread  my  holy  Ways, 
<«  Shall  my  Salvation  tafte," 

PSALM 


fd  P  S  A  L  M    L. 

PSALM  50.1/.  1,  5,  8,  16,  «i,  at.  Third  Par\ 

Common  Metre. 

The  Judgment  of  Hypocrites. 

1  Vy  HEN  Chriji  to  Judgment  (ball  defcend, 

^^    And  Saints  furround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  Nations  to  attend. 
And  hear  his  awful  Word. 

2  <*  Nor  for  the  Want  of  Bullocks  (lain 

*'  Will  I  the  World  reprove, 
"  Altars  and  Rites,  and  Forms  are  vain, 
**  Without  the  Fire  of  Love. 

3  "  And  what  have  Hypocrites  to  do 

"  To  bring  their  Sacrifice  ? 
"  They  call  ray  Statutes  juft  and  true, 

<*  Bttt  deal  in  Theft  and  Lies. 
4.  <*  Could  you  expeft  t'  efcape  my  Sight, 

"  And  fin  vyithbut  Controul  ? 
"  But  1  ftiall  bring  your  Crimes  to  Light, 

"  With  Anguilh  in  your  Soul." 
5  Confider,  ye  that  flight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  Wrath  appear  ; 
If  once  vcu  fall  beneath  his  Sword, 

Tbere's  no  Deliv'rer  there. 

PSALM  50.    Third  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Hypocrijy  Expofed. 

y  npHE  Lord  the  Judge  his  Churches  warns  j 
-*•    Let  Hypocrites  attend  and  fear. 
Who  place  their  Hope  in  Rites  and  Forms, 
But  make  not  Faith  nor  Love  their  Care. 

2  Vile  Wretches  dare  rehearfe  his  Name 
With  Lips  of  Falfeood  and  Deceit  j 
A  Friend  or  Brother  they  defame, 
And  footh  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate. 

-)  They  watch  to  do  their  Neighbours  wrong, 

"^  Yet  dare  to  feek  their  Maker's  Face  ; 
They  tnke  his  Covenant  on  their  Tongue, 
But  break  his  Laws,  abufe  his  Gracf . 


PS  A  L  M    L,  91 

I  To  Heav'n  they  lift  their  Hands  unclean, 
Defil'd  with  Lull,  defil'd  with  Blood  j 
l;By  Night  they  praftife  evVy  Sin,    ^ 
i;By  Day  their  Mouths  draw  near  to  %od. 
t  And  while  his  Judgments  long  delay. 
They  grow  fecure,  and  fin  the  more  ; 
tThey  think  he  fleeps  as  well  as  they, 
[  And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  Hour. 
I O  dreadful  Hour  !  when  God  draws  nearj 
And  fets  their  Crimes  before  their  Eyes ! 
,His^  Wrath  their  guilty  Souls  fliall  tear, 
1  And  no  Deliv'rer  dare  to  rife. 

I         P  S  A  L  M  50,    To  a  new  Tune. 

i  The  Laji  Judgment.       ^        [forth, 

TH  E  Lord,  the  Sovereign,  fends  his  Summons 
Calls  theSoutb  Nations,  and  awakes  the  Northi 
l^'rom  EaJI  to  ff^e/i  the  founding  Order's  fpread 
irhro'  dillant  Worlds  and  Regions  of  the  Dead  ; 
n[o  more  (hall  Atheifts  mock  his  long  Delay  ; 
^is  Vengeance  lleeps  no  more  :  Behold  the  Day. 
Behold  the  Judge  defcends  j  his  Guards  are  nigh, 
Ferapeft  and  Fire  attend  him  down  the  Sky : 
^eav'n,  Earth,  and  Hell  draw  near ;  let  all 

[Things  come 
ro  hear  his  Juftice  and  the  Sinner's  Doom  ; 
But  gather  firft  my  Saints  (the  Judge  commands) 
Sring'em,  ye  Angels,  from  their  dillant  Lands, 
Behold  my  Cov'nant  (lands  for  ever  good, 
3 card  by  th'  eternal  Sacrifice  in  Blood,       [7<fw, 
f^nd  fign'd  with  a)l  their  Names;  the  Greeks  the 
rhat  paid  the  ancient  Worlhip,  or  the  new, 
There's  noDiftinSlionhere;  Come,  fpread  their 

[Thrones, 
A^nd  near  me  feat  my  Fav'rites  and  my  Sons. 
I  their  Almighty  Saviour  and  their  GOD, 
[  am  their  Judge  j  ye  Heav'ns,  proclaim  abroad 
E  My 


9z  P  S  A  L  M    L. 

My  juft  eternal  Sentence,  and  declare 
Thoreawtul  Truths  that  Sir.ners  dread  to  hear; 
Sinners  imZiottt  tremble  and  retire ; 
I  doom  t"  painted  Hypocrite  to  Fire. 

5  Not  for  the  Want  of  Goats  or  Bullocks  flaift 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;  Bulls  and  Goais  are  vain 
Without  the  Flames  of  Love :  In  vain  the  Stoic 
Of  brutal  Offerings,  that  were  mine  before  j 
Mine  are  the  tamer  Bea(l&  and  Avage  Breed, 
Flacks,  Herds,  and  Fields,  and  Forefts  where 

(they  feed. 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  wou'd  I  aflc  thee  Food  ? 
When  did  I  thirft,  or  drink  thy  BuUo  ks  Blood  ? 
Can  I  be  flattei'd  with  thy  cringing  Bows, 
Thy  folcmn  C  hatt'rings  and  fantaftick  Vows; 
Are  my  Eyes  charmM  thy  Veftments  to  behold  ? 
Glai  ing  in  Gems,  and  gay  in  woven  Gold  ? 

J  Unthinking  Wretch !  how  could'ft  thou  hope 

(to  pleafe, 
A  G  OD,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  Toys  as  thefe; 
While  with  my  Grace  &  Statutes  on  thy  Tongue, 
Thou  lov'ft  Deceit,  and  doft  thy  Brother  wrong. 
In  vain  to  pious  Fcrms  thy  Zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  Adult'rers  are  thy  chofen  Friends. 

S  Silent  I  waited  with  long  fuifering  Love, 
But  didft  thou  hope  that  I  fliould  ne'er  reprove  ? 
And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  Thought  within  ? 
That  G  O  D  the  Righteous  would  indulge  thy  Sin  ? 
Behold  my  Terrors  now  ;  my  Thunders  roll. 
And  thy  own  Crimes  affright  thy  guilty  Soul. 

9  Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  Fools,  be  wife; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  Moining  rile  j 
Change  your  vain  Thoughts,  yt  ur  crooked 

(Works  amend ; 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  Friend  ; 
Left  like  a  Lion  his  lalt  Vengeance  tCv^r 
Your  trembling  Souls,  and  no  Deliverer  near. 

PSALM 


P-S  A  L  M    L.  93 

P  S  A  L  M  50.    To  the  old  proper  Tune» 

7be  laft  Judgment »  ^ 
]  npHE  God  of  Glory  fends  his  Summons  forth, 
X  Calls  the5(j«/^Nations,and  awakes  tbeNorih^, 
From  Eafi  toTT/?/?  the  favVeign  Orders  fpread, 
Thro'  diftant  Worlds  and  Regions  of  the  Dead, 
Th  Trumpet  founds ;  Hell  trembles ;  Heaven  rejoices _^ 
Lift  up^ur  Heads t ye  Saints,  nvith  cbearful  Voices, 
J  No  more  fliall  Atheifts  mock  his  long  Delay ; 
His  Vengeance  fleeps  no  more  j  behold  the  Day: 
Behold  the  Judge  defcends,  his  Guards  are  nigh  j 
Tempefts  and  Fire  attend  him  down  the  Sky. 
When  God  appears,  all  Nature  Jhall  adore  him ; 
While  Sinners  tremble,  Saints  rejoice  before  him. 

[Things  come 

3  '*  Heav'n,  Earth,  and  Hell  draw  near,  let  ail 
•*  To  hear  my  Juftice,  and  the  Sinner's  Doom  ; 
**  Butgatherfirft  ray  Saints  (the  Judge  commands) 
*'  Bring  them,  ye  Angels, f/om  iheir  diftant  Lands, 
When  Cbrift  returns,  tvake  everj  chearful  ?ciffion\ 
And  fhout,y£  Saints,  he  comes  for  your  Salvation. 

4  **  Behold  my  Covenant  (lands  for  ever  good, 

"  Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  Sacrifice  in  Blood,     \_Je'w, 
**  And  fign'd  with. all  their  Names  j  the  Greek,  the 
**  That  paid  the  antient  Worfiiip,  or  the  new. 
There'' sm  DifinSion  here,  join  all  your  Voices, 
And  raife your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  for  Hea'v'n  rejoices, 

[Thrones, 

5  "  Here  (faitli  th'?  Lord)  y«  Angels,  fpread  their 
**  And  near  me  feat  my  Fav'rites  and  my  Sons. 

**  Come,  my  Redeemed,  poffefs  the  joys  prepar'd 
"  E'er  Time  began  j  'tis  your  divine  Reward. 
V/htn  Cbriji  returns^  nvahe  e^very  chearful  Paffion  j 
And Jhout,  ye  Saints  y  he  comes  jar  your  Salivation. 

E  2  PAUSE 


94  P  S  A  L  M    L. 


P  A  U  S  E  the  Firft. 

6  "  I  am  A  Saviour,  I  th'  Almighty  GOD, 

*'  I  am  the  Judge  :  Ye  Heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 

"  My  juft  eternal  Sentence,  and  declare 

«*  Thofe  awful  Truths  that  Sinners  dread  to  hear. 

J^en  GO  D  appears,  all  Nature /hall  adore  him  j 
While  Sinners  tremble.  Saints  rejoice  before  him, 

7  «  Stand  forth  thou  bold  Blafphemer  &  Profane, 
**  Now  feel  my  Wrath,  nor  call  my  Threatnings 

[vain  J 
**  Thou  Hypocrite,  once  dreft  in  Saints  Attire, 
**  I  doom  the  painted  Hypocrite  to  Fire. 
Judgment  proceeds ;  Hell  trembles  j  Hean/n  re'pices ; 
Lift  up  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  njuith  chearful  Voices, 
S  "  Not  for  the  Want  of  Goats  or  Bullocks  flain 
**  Do  I  condemn  thee  ;  Bulls  and  Goats  are  vain 
**  Without  the  Flame  of  Lore  >.  In  vain  the  Store 
*'  Of  brutal  OiF'rings  that  were  mine  before. 
Earth  is  the  Lord's,  all  Nature /hall  adore  him'. 
While  Sinners  tremble,  Saints  rejoice  before  him. 
9  <«  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  Food  ? 
«'  When  did  I  thirll  or  drink  thy  Bullock's  Blood  f 
<*  Mine  are  the  tamer  Beafts  and  favage  Breed, 
**  Flocks,  Herds  and  Fields,  and  Forefts  wher^ 

tthey  feed, 
Allis  the  Lord'^s,  he  rules  the  ivide  Creation ; 
Gi'ves  Sinners  Vengeance,  and  the  Saints  Salnjation. 
JO  **  Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  Bows, 
*•  Thy  folemn  Chatf rings  and  fantaltick  Vows? 
(^  Are  my  Eyes  charm'd  thy  Veftments  to  behold 
*<  GUring  in  Gems,  and  gay  in  woven  Gold  ? 
X3Qdis  the  Judg^  of  Hearts;  no  fair  Difguifes 
Canfcveen  the  Guili)\  'when  his  Vengeance  rifes. 

P  AUS 


P  S  A  L  M    L.  55 

P  A  U  S  E  the  Second. 

[hgpe  to  pleafe 

11  "Unthinking    Wretch?    how    ^ald'ft   thoti 
«*  A  GOD,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  Toys  as  thefe  ? 

"  While  with  my  Grace  and  Statutes  on  thy 

[Tongue 
**  Thou  lov'ft  Deceit,  and  doft  thy  Brother  wrong,  - 
Judgment  proceeds ')  Hell  trembles  \  Heaven  rejoices^ 
Lift  up  your  Heads ^  ye  Saints,  ivith  chearful  Voices* 

12  "In  vain  to  pious  Forms  thy  Zeal  pretends, 
*'  Thieves  &  Adult'rers  are  thy  ehofen  Friends, 
**  While  the  ialfe  f  latt'rer  at  my  Altar  waits, 

**  His  hardened  Soul  divine  Inftru6lion  hates. 
God  is  the  Judge  oj  HeartSy  no  fair  Difguifes 
Canfcreen  the  Guilty,  <when  his  Vengeance  rifes. 
13"  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fufFering  Love ; 
**  But  did'ft  'hou  hope  that  I (hould  ne'er  reprove  ? 
*'  And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  Thought  within? ' 
"  That  the  All-holy  would  indulge  thy  Sin  ? 
See,  God  appears,  all  Nature  joins  f  adore  him  5 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  Sinners  fall  before  him, 
14  "  Behold  my  Terrors  now;  my  Thunders  roll? 
**  And  thy  own  Crimes  affright  thy  guilty  Soul. 
"  Now  like  a  Lion  (hall  my  Vengeance  tear 
"  Thy  bleeding  Heart,  and  no  DelivVer  near." 
Judgment  concludes ;  Heil  trembles ;  Heanj'n  rejoices^ 
Lift  up  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  nviih  chearfut  Voices. 

Epiphonemar 
Sinners,  awake  betimes ;  ye  Foc4s,  be  wife  5 
Avw«ke  before  this  dreadful  Morning  rife, 
Change  your  vain  Thoughts,  your  crooked  Works 

[amend, 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  Friend. 
Then  join  ye  Saints  :  Wake  ev^ry  chearful  Pajfion ; 
When  Chriji  returns,  be  comes  jar  your  Sal'vation. 

E  3  PSALM 


96  P  S  A  L  M    LI. 

PSALM  51.    Firfi  ?arU    Long  Metre. 

A  ^miient  f  leading  for  Pardon* 
t  QHE  W^fcy,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive, 
4^  Let  a  repenting  Rebel  live ; 
Are  not  tby  Mercies  large  and  free  j 
May  not  a  Sinner  truft  in  Thee  ? 
a  My  Crimes  are  great,  but  not  furpafs 
The  Power  and  Glory  of  thy  Grace  : 
Great  GOD,  thy  Nature  hath  no  Bound, 
So  let  thy  paid^nng  Love  be  found. 
3  O  viafli  ir,y  Soul  from  evVy  Sin, 
And  m  ke  mv  guilty  Confcience  dean  j 
H'-re  on  m:  Heart  tiie  Burden  lies, 
Arkd  paft  Offences  pain  mine  Eyes, 
iMy  Lips  with  Shame  my  Sins  confefs 
'Againlf  thy  Law,  againft  thy  Grace  : 
Loro,  fliouid  thy  Judgment  grow  fevere, 
I  am  cond'emn'd,  but  thou  art  clear, 
5  Should  f  idden  Vengeance  feize  rav  Breath, 
I  miift  pronounce  Thee  jull  in  Death  : 
And  if  my  Soul  were  fei.t  to  ilell. 
Thy  righteous  Law  approves  it  welL 
<  Yet  fave  a  trembling  Sinner,  Lord, 

Whofe  Hope  ftili  hov'ring  round  thy  Word^ 
Wouid  light  on  feme  (w  et  Promifis  there. 
Some  fure  Support  againft  Dsfpair. 

PSALM  51 .    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Original  and  aSiual  Sin  con'ejfed. 

if     ORD,  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  Sin  j 
JLi  And  born  unholy  and  unclean  J 
Sprung  from  the  Man  whofe  guilry  Fall 
Corrupts  the  Race,  and  taints  us  All. 

a  Soon  as  we  draw  our  Infant -Breath, 
The  Seeds  of  Sin  grow  up  for  Death  j 
Thy  Law  demands  a  perfeft  Heart, 
But  we're  dcfilM  in  cv'ry  Part. 

5  [Great 


PSALM    LI.  f  7 

3  [Great  GOD,  create  my  Heart  a  new 
And  form  m/  Spirit  pue  and  true  ; 
O  make  me  wife  berimes,  to  fpy  it^ 
My  Danger  and  my  Remedy  ]     ^^ 

4.  Behold  I  fall  before  thy  Face  j 
Mf  only  Refuge  is  thy  Grace  : 
No  outward  Forms  can  make  me  clean  j 
The  Le;<r  fy  lies  deep  Airhin. 

5  No  bleeding  Bird,  nor  bleeding  Beaft, 
Nor  Hyffjp-Banch,  nor  rpr:nkling  Fiieft, 
No  running  Brouk,  nor  Flood,  nor  Sea, 
Can  wafli  the  difmal^tain  av/ay. 

6  Jifus,  my  G  O  D,  thy  BJood  alone 
Hath  PowV  fufficient  to  attonej 

Thy  Blood  can  m?.ke  me  white  as  Snowf 
No  Je'vj'ijb  Tvpts  could  cleanfe  me  fo, 

7  While  Guilt  dirturDs  and  breaks  my  Peace, 
Nor  Fleih  nor  Soul  hath  Reft  or  E^fe, 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  Voice, 
And  make  my  broken  Bones  rejoice. 

PSALM  51.     third  ? art.    Long  Metre, 

^he  BachJUder  refiord-,  or.  Repentance  and  Faith 
in  the  Blood  of  Cbrift. 

1   r^  TH  OiJ  that  hear'ft  when  Sinners  cry, 
V  J  Tho'  all  my  Crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  Look, 
But  blot  their  Mem'ry  from  thy  Book= 

a  Create  ray  Nature  pure  within. 
And  form  my  Soul  averfe  to  Sin  j 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart. 
Nor  hide  thy  Prefence  from  my  Hcarto 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  Lights 
Caft  out  and  banifliM  from  thy  Sight  % 
Thine  holy  Joys  my  GOD  reftore. 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more, 

E  4  4,  Though 


9«  P  S  A  L  M    LI. 

4  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  Helpjnd  Comfort  ftill  afford  : 

And  leJH^retch  come  near  thy  Throne 
To  plea^Wie  Merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  Heart,  my  GOD,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  Sacrifice  I  bring  j 

The  God  of  Grace  will  ne'er  defpife 
A  broken  Heart  for  Sacrifice. 

-6  My  Soul  lies  humbled  in  the  Dull, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  Sentence  juft  j 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  Eye, 
And  fave  the  Soul  condemn'd  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  World  thy  Ways  j 
Sinners  fhail  learn  thy  fov'reign  Grace  j 
I'll  lead  thtm  to  my  Saviour's  Blood, 
And  they  iliall  praife  a  pard'ning  God. 

S  O  may  thy  Love  infpire  my  Tongue  ! 
Salvation  (hall  be  all  my  Song; 
And  all  my  Pow'rs  (hall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord  my  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs. 

PSALM  51,  'v.  3--13.  Fir/I  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Original  and  affual  Sin  confejfed  and  pardoned.    . 
T    I      O  R  D,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  Diftrefs 
X-/  And  Guilt  before  thine  Eyes  j 
.Againit  thv  Laws,  againft  thy  Grace 
How  high  my  Crimes  arife ! 
a  Should'ft  thou  condemn  my  Soul  to  Hell, 
And  crufli  my  Flefh  to  Duft, 
Keav'n  would  approve  thy  Vengeance  well. 
And  Earth  mult  own  it  juft. 

3  I  from  the  Stock  of  Adam  came, 

Unholy  and  unclean  j 
All  n-iy  Oiiginal  is  Shame, 
And  all  my  Nature  Sfn. 

4  Born  in  a  World  of  Guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  Breath, 

And 


PSALM    LIII,  ff 

And  as  my  Days  advanc'd,  I  grew 
A  jufter  Prey  for  Death. 
g  Cleanse  me,  O  Lordj  and  chear  n|^SouI 
With  thy  forgiving  Love  j       ^P 
O  make  ray  broken  Spirit  whokj 
And  bid  my  Pains  remove. 
€  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart^ 
Nor  drive  me  from  thy  Face  | 
Crea-te  anew  my  vicious  Heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  Grace, 
f  Then  will  I  make  thy  Mercy  knowif 
Before  the  S<  ns  of  Men ; 
Backfliders  Ihall  addrefs  thy  Throne, 
And  turn  to  G  O  D  again, 

VSALMst.'V.  14-17.  Second  Pari.  Com.Meire.- 

Repentance  and  Faith  in  the  Blood  of  Chrift^i 
1  /\  GOD  of  Mercy,  hear  m.  Call, 
V  /     My  Loads  of  Guilt  remove. 
Break  down  this  feparating  Wall 
That  bars  me  from  thy  Love, 
a  Give  me  the  Prefence  of  thy  Gi  ace^ 
Then  my  re|oicing  Tongue 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  Righteoufnefs, 
And  make  thy  Praife  my  S  ng. 
3  No  Blood  of  Goat,  nor  Heifer  flain, 
For  S'n  could  e'er  attone^ 
The  Death  of  Chriji  (hall  (till  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 
4.  A  Soul  oppreft  with  Sin's  Defert 
My  GOD  will  ne'er  defpife  | 
A  humble  Groan,  a  broken  Heart 
Is  our  bed  Sacrificca- 

PSALM  53.    h;.  4.--6. 
ViSiory  and  Deii'verance  from  Perfecution, 
T     A    RE  ali  the  Foes  of  Sion  Fools, 
£%,  Who  thus  devour  her  Saints? 

E  ?  Do 


100  PSALM    LV. 

Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules. 
And  pities  her  Complaints  ? 

2  They  fhal^efeiz'd  with  fad  Surprize  j 

For  G^P^'s  revenging  Arm 
Scatters  the  Bones  of  them  that  rife 
To  do  his  Children  Harm. 

3  In  vain  the  Sons  of  Satan  boaft 

Of  Armie*  in  Arjay  ? 
When  G  O  D  has  firft  defpis'd  their  Hod, 
They  fall  an  eafy  Prey. 

4  O  for  a  Word  from  Sion''&  King, 

Her  Captives  to  reftore ! 
Jacob  with  all  the  Tribes  fhall  fing. 
And  Judah  weep  no  more. 

PSALM  55. 1/,  1--8, 16, 17,  18,  S2.  Com.  Met. 

Support  for  the  affliBid  and  tempttd  Soul, 
I   /^  GOD,   my  Refuge,  hear  my  Cries, 
KJ     Behold  my  flowing  Tears, 
For  Earth  and  Hell  my  Hurt  devife. 
And  triumph  in  my  Fears, 
a  Their  Rage  is  levell'd  at  my  Life, 
My  Soul  with  Guilt  they  load. 
And  fill  my  Thoughts  with  inward  Strife 
To  Ihake  my  Hope  in  GOD. 
3  With  inward  Pain  my  Heart-ftrings  found, 
I  groan  with  ev'ry  Breath  j 
Horror  and  Fear  befet  me  round 
Amongft  the  Shades  of  Death. 
4.  O  were  Tlike  a  feather'd  Dove, 
And  Innocence  had  Wings  5 
I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  Remove 
From  all  thefe  reftlefs  Things* 

5  Let  me  to  fome  wild  Defart  go. 

And  find  a  peaceful  Home, 
Where  Storms  of  Malice  never  blow. 
Temptations  never  come. 

«  Vain 


P  S  A  L  M^    L¥..  :r&5 

d  Vain  Hopes,  and  vain  Intentions  air 
To  'fcape  the  Rage  of  Hell! 
The  mighty  GOD,  on  whom  I^dl^ 
Can  fave  me  here  as  well.        '^ 
PAUSE. 
7  By  Morning-Light  111  feek  his  Face, 
At  Noon  repeat  my  Cry ; 
The  Night  fhall  hear  me  afk  his  Grace, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 
*  GOD  fhall  preferve  my  Soul  from  FeaTj. 
Or  Ihield  me  when  afraid  j 
Ten  Thouland  Angels  mull  appear^ 
If  he  command  their  Aid. 
^  I  call  my  Burdens  on  the  Lord, 
The  Lord  fultains  them  all  j 
My  Courage  refts  upon  his  Word, 
That  Saints  (hall  never  fall. 
JO  My  higheft  Hopes  fhall  not  be  vain, 
My  Lips  fliall  fpread  his  Praife  y 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  Men 
Scarce  live  out  Half  their  Days. 

P  S  ALM  55,  v.  15.,  1 5, 17, 19,  S2.  Short Metr&. 

Dangerous  Profperity  j    or,    Daily  De'VOtionj    en* 

couraged. 
J  T     ET  Sinners  take  their  Courfe, 
i    >    And  chufe  the  Road  to  Death  : 
But  in  the  Worfhip  of  my  GOD 
I'll  fpend  my  daily  Breath- 
3  My  Thoughts  addrefs  his  Throne 
When  Morning  brings  the  Light  i, 
I  feek  his  Blelling  evVy  Noon, 
And  pay  my  Vows  at  Night. 
3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  Cries, 
O  my  eternal  G  O  D, 
While  Sinners  perifh  in  Surprize 
Beneath  thine  angry  Rod. 

E  6  4  Becaufe 


joa ,  PSALM    LVI. 

4-  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  Eafe, 
And  no  lad  Chanj  es  feel; 
They  neither  fear  nor  truft  thy  Name, 
Nor  le^||feto  do  thy  Will. 

5  But  I,  witli  all  my  Cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  j 
ril  call  my  Burdens  on  his  Arm, 
And  reft  upon  his  Word. 

6  His  Arm  fliall  well  fullain 

The  Children  of  his  Love; 
The  Ground  on  which  their  Safety  (lands. 
No  earthly  Pow'r  can  move. 

PSALM    s^' 

Delrverance  from  Opprfjffion  and  Faljhood  \  or  GodV 

Care  of  his  People,  in  anpwer  to  Faith  and  Prayer, 
I   f~\  Thou  whofe  Jultice  reigns  on  high, 
v./     And  makes  th"  Oppreflbr  ceafe. 
Behold  how  envious  Sinners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  Peace  ! 
1  The  Sons  of  Violence  and  Lies 
Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  j 
But  as  my  hourly  Dangers  rife. 
My  Refuge  is  thy  Word. 
3  In  God  molt  holy,  juft  and  true, 
I  have  reposed  my  Truft ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  Flcih  can  do, 
The  Offspring  of  the  Duft. 
^  They  wreft  my  Words  to  Mifchief  ftil]. 
Charge  mc  with  unknown  Faults  j 
Mifchiet  doth  all  their  Counfels  fill. 
And  Malice  all  rheir  Thoughts. 
r  Shall  they  efcape  without  thy  Frown  ? 
Muft  their  Devices  ftnnd  ? 
O  caft  the  haugiity  Sinner  down, 
An<l  let  him  know  thy  Hand  ! 

P  AU  SE, 


PSALM    LVII.  ,0^ 

PAUSE. 

6  G  O  D  counts  the  Sorrows  of  his  Saints, 

Their  Groans  afFe6l  his  Ears  j 
Thou  halt  a  Book  for  my  Compl^ts, 
A  Bottle  fv  r  my  Tears, 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raife  my  Cry, 

The  Wicked  fear  and  flee  j  • 

So  fwift  is  Pray'r  to  reach  the  Sky, 
So  near  is  GO  D  to  me. 

8  In  Thee,  moft  h  ly,  juft  and  true, 

I  hnve  repos'd  my  Truft  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  Man  can  do, 
The  Offspring  of  the  Dull. 

9  Thy  folemn  Vows  aie  on  me,  Lord, 

ThoH  fhalt  receive  my  Vraife  5 
rilfing,  Hoiv/aithfuUnhyWord! 
Houj  righteous  all  tby  Ways  t 

10  Thou  haft  fecur'd  my  Soul  from  Death, 

O  let  thy  Pris'ner  free, 
That  Heart  and  Hand,  and  Life  and  Breath, 
May  be  employed  for  Thee. 

P  S  A  L  M    57. 

Praifefor  ProteSiion  }  Grace  and  Truth. 
1    TV   >t  Y  GO D,  in  whom  are  all  the  Springs 
■  IVl  Of  boundkfs  Love  and  Grace  unknown. 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  fpreading  Wings, 
Till  the  dark  Cloud  is  overblown. 
%  Up  to  the  Heav'ns  I  fend  my  Cry, 
The  Lord  will  my  Defires  perform  \ 
He  lends  his  Angels  from  the  Sky, 
And  faves  me  from  the  threatning  Storm, 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  GOD, 
Above  the  Heav'ns  where  Angels  dwellj 
Thy  Pow'r  on  Earth  he  known  abroad. 
And  Land  to  Land  thy  Wonders  tell. 

4  My  Heart  is  fix,'d  5  my  Song  Ihall  raife 
Immortal  Honours  to  thy  Name  j 

Awakej 


X04  PSALM    LVIir. 

Awake,  my  Tongue,  to  found  his  Praifc, 
My  Tongue,  the  Glory  ot  my  Frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  Earth  his  Mercy  reigns^ 
And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  Sky  : 

His  Truth  to  endlefs  Years  remains, 
1     When  lower  Worlds  diflblve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  GOD, 

Above  the  Heav'ns  where  Angels  dwell  j 
Thy  Pow'r  on  Earth  be  known  abroad. 
And  Land  to  Land  thy  Wonders  tell. 

PSALM    58.    As  the  313th  Pfalm. 

Warning  to  Magi/lratss. 
X    JUDGES,  who  r.ule  the  World  by  Laws> 
J   Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  Caufe, 

When  th'  irjur'd  Poor  before  you  ftands  ? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous.Poor, 
And  let  rich  Sinners  'fcape  fecure. 
While  Gold  &  Greatnefs  bribe  your  Hands  ? 
a  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 
That  GOD  will  judge  the  Judges  too  ? 

High  in  the  Heav'ns  his  Jiiftice  reigns ; 
Yet  you  invade  the  Rights  of  G  O  D  j     ^ 
And  fend  your  bold  Decrees  abroad, 
To  bind  the  Confcience  in  your  Chains. 
3  A  poifon'd  Arrow  Js  your  Tongue, 
The  Arrow  fharp,  the  Poifon  ftrong, 

And  Death  attends  where-e'er  it  wounds  ; 
You  hear  no  Counfels,  Cries  or  Tears  j 
So  the  deaf  Adder  ftops  her  Ears 
Againil  the  Pow'r  of  charming  Sounds. 
4.  Break  out  their  Teeth,  eternal  GOD, 
Thefe  Teeth  of  Lions  dy'd  in  Blood  ; 

And  crufh  the  Serpents  in  the  Duft : 
As  empty  Chaff,  when  Whirlwinds  rife. 
Before  the  fweeping  Tempeft  flics, 
So  let  their  H«pcs  and  Names  be  loft. 

5Th> 


PSALM    LX.  105: 

5  Th'  Almighty  thuaders  from  the  Sky, 
Their  Grandeur  melts,  their  Titles  die, 

As  Hiils  of  Snow  diflblve  and  sun. 
Or  Snails  that  perifh  in  their  Slime, 
Gr  Births  that  come  before  their  Time, 

Vain  Births  that  never  fee  the  Sun. 

6  Tiius  fhall  the  Vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  Toy  to  SaintsafFord  j 

And  all  that  hear  ihall  join  and  fay, 
*'  Sure  there's  a  G  O  D  that  rules  on  high, 
"  A  GOD  that  hears  his  Children  cry, 
"  And  will  their  Sufferings  well  repay, 
PSALM    60.    'v.  1--5.-10-12. 
On  a  Day  of  Humiliation  for  Difappointment  in  Wafo 
I   T     ORD,  baft  thou  caft  the  Nation  ofF? 
1   J  Muft  we  for  ever  mourn  ? 
Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  Wrath? 
Shall  Mercy  ne'er  return  ? 
a  The  Terror  of  one  Frown  of  thine 
Melts  aU  our  Strength  away ; 
Like  Men  that  totter  drunk  with  Wine, 
We  tremble  in  Difmay. 

3  Creat-Britain  (hakes  beneath  thy  Stroke, 

And  dreads  thy  threatning  Hand  j 
O  heal  the  Ifland  thou  haft  broke. 
Confirm  the  wav'ring  Land. 

4  Lift  up  a  Banner  in  the  Field, 

For  thofe  that  fear  thy  Name  1 
Save  thy  Beloved  with  thy  Shield, 
And  put  our  Foes  to  Shame. 

5  Go  with  our  Armies  to  the  Fight 

Like  a  Confederate  GO  D^ 
In  vain  confed'rate  Fow'rs  unite 
Againft  thy  lifted  Rod. 
4  Our  Troops  fhall  gain  a  wide  Renown 
By  thine  affifting  Hasd ; 
'Tis  GOD  that  treads  the  Mighty  down. 
And  mak«s  the  Feeble  ftand. 

PSALM 


xo6  PSALM    LXII. 

PSALM    €i.    a;,  i— 6v 
Sa/ttj  in  God, 

3  \X7'HENoverwheIni'd  with  Grief, 
▼  V       My  Heart  within  me  dies,     . 
Helpl-fs  a>id  farfiom  all  Relief 
To  He:^v'n  I  lift  mine  L>es. 
a  O  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

7  hat's  high  ahove  rrry  H«ad, 
And  make  the  Covert  of  thy  Wings 
My  Shelter  and  my  Shade. 

3  Withiii  thy  Prefcnce,  Lord, 

For  everpll  abide  j 
Thou  art  the  Tow'r  of  my  Defence, 
The  Refuge  where  I  bide. 

4  Thou  given  me  the  Lot 

0  thofe  that  fear  thy  Name  j 
If  endlefs  Life  be  their  Reward, 

1  fliall  poffrfs  the  fame, 

PSALM    62.    <v.  5-— 12. 

No  Trit/}  in  the  Creatures  j  or,  Faith  in  Divinf 
Grace  and  Foiver. 
1   \/f  Y  Spirit  looks  to  GO  D  alone  j 

IVl      My  Rock  and  Refuge  is  his  Throne  s 

In  all  my  Fears,  in  all  my  S  raits. 

My  Soul  on  his  Salvation  waits, 
a  Trutt  him,  ye  Saints,  in  all  y.ur  Ways, 

Pour  out  your  Hearts  before  his  Face  i 

When  Htlpers  fai',  and  Foes  invade, 

GGD  is  our  all  fofficient  Aid. 

3  Falfe  are  the  Men  of  high  Degree, 
The  bafer  Sort  are  Vanity  j 

Laid  in  the  HalJance  both  appear 
Light  as  a  Puff  of  empty  Air. 

4  Make  not  increafing  G'  Id  your  Truft, 
Nor  fet  your  Heart  on  glittering  Duft  j 

Why 


PSALM    LXIir.  toy 

Why  will  you  grafp  the  fleeting  Smoke, 
And  not  believe  what  G  OD  has  fpoke  > 

5  Once  has  his  awful  Voice  declar'd,  ' 

Once  and  again  my  Ears  have  heard, 
"  All  Pow'r  is  his  eternal  Due  j 
.«  He  muft  be  fear'd  and  trufted  too." 

$  For  fov'reign  Pow'r  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  Partner  of  the  Throne  : 
Thy  Grace  and  Juftice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  laft  Reward. 

P  S  AL  M  63.  i;.  I,  2,  5,  3, 4.  i/? Part.  Com.  Met. 

The  Morning  of  a  Lord''s  Day. 

I   T7ARLY,  my  GOD,  without  Delay, 
a2j    I  hafte  to  feek  thy  Face  j 
My  thirfty  Spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  chearing  Grace. 
z  So  Pilgrims  on  the  fcorcbing  Sand, 
Beneath  a  burning  Sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  Stream  at  hand, 
And  they  muft  drink  or  die. 
3  I've  feen  thy  glory  and  thy  Pow'r 
ThroVall  thy  Temple  fnine  ; 
My  GOD,  repeat  that  heav'nly  Hour, 
That  Vifion  Co  divine. 
4.  Not  all  the  Bleffings  of  a  Feaft 
Can  pleafe  my  Soul  fo  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  Grace  I  tafte, 
And  in  thy  Prefence  dweJl. 

5  Not  Life  itfelf,  with  ail  her  Joys, 

Can  my  bell  Paffions  move, 
Or  raife  fo  high  my  chearful  Voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  Love. 

6  Thus  till  my  laft  expiring  Day, 

ril  blefs  my  GOD  and  Kmg: 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  Hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  Lips  to  fing, 

PSALM 


Jo^  PSALM    LXIII. 

P  S  A  L  M  63.    V.  6.-.,o.    Second  Part, 
Common  Metre. 

^0m^n-,r^^'^"^?^^  T-6o«^A//  recolUaed, 
I   qn  W  A  S  in  the  War r  he,  of  the  Night 
A      1  thought  upon   hyPow'r, 
I  Kept  thy  lovely  Fpce  in  Sight 
Amidlt  the  darkcfv  Hour. 

*  «/^^^  ^^y  ^^ft'"g  on  my  Bed, 
My  Soul  arofe  on  hish; 

i^  'vig  thy  Salivation  'nighr 

3  My  Spirit  labours  up  thine  Hill, 

And  ch  -bs  theheav'nlv  Road: 
t^u-^  JJight-hand  upholds  me  ItilL 
Whvlel  purfuc  my  GOD. 

4  Thy  Mercy  It,  etches  o'er  mv  Head 

The  Shadow  of  thy  Wings  5 
My  Heart  rejoices  in  thine  Aid, 
My  Tongue  awakes  and  fjngs^ 

5  hut  the  Delt  oyers  of  my  Peace. 

Shall  fret  and  r  .ge  in  vain  j. 
The  Tempter  il.all  for  ever  ceafe. 
And  all  my  Sins  b-  flain. 

•  Thy  Sword  fiiall  give  my  Foes  to  Death, 

And  fend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  Caverns  of  the  Earth, 
Or  to  the  Deeps  of  Hell. 

PSALM    63.    Long  Metre. 

longing  afur  GOD;   or,  7ie  Lwe  fi/GOD 
btiUr  ibaa  Lifg» 

'  /T-?^^  AT  GOD,  indulge  my  humbleClaim, 
VJ  Thou  art  my  Hope,  my  Joy,  my  Reft: 
The  Glories  that  compofe  thy  Name, 
Stand  ail  engaged  to  make  me  bleft. 

*  Thou 


I  PSALM    LXIII.  iQ^ 

U  Thou  Great  and  Good,  thou  Juil  and  Wife, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and.my  G  O  D  5 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  Ties  ; 
Thy  Son,  thy  Servant,  bought  with  Blood, 

3  With  Heart  and  Eyes,  and  lifted  Hands, 
For  Thee  I  long,  to  Thee  I  look, 

As  Travellers  in  thirfty  Lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  Water-brook, 

4  With  early  Feet  I  love  t'  appear 
Among  thy  Saints,  and  feek  thy  Face, 
Oft  have  I  feen  thy  Glory  tliere, 

And  felt  the  Po^w'r  of  Sov 'reign  Grace. 

5  Not  Fruits  nor  Wines  that  tempt  our-  Tali«,, 
Nor  all  the  Joys  our  Senfes  know. 

Could  make  me  fo  divinely  blrft. 

Or  raife  my  cheaj-ful  PafTiori  fo. 
^  My  Life  itfeit'  without  thy  Love 

No  Tafte  of  Fleafui  e  could  afford  ; 

*Tvvculd  but  a  tirefome  Bii.den  prove. 

If  I  were  banilh'd  from  the  Lord. 
7  Amitift  the  wakeful  Hours  of  Nsght, 

When  bufy  Cares  afflift  my  Head, 

One  Thought  of  Thee  gives  new  Delight^ 

And  adds  Refrefhment  to  my  Bed. 
3  ril  lift  my  Hands,  I'll  raife  my  Voice, 

While  I  have  Breath  to  pray  or  praife  3 

This  V/  rk  fhUl  make  ray  Heart  rejoice. 

And  fpend  the  Rejnnant  of  my  Days. 

PSALM   ^3.    Short  Metre. 

Seeking  GOD. 
1    l\/[  Y  GOD,  permit  my  Tongue 
jVJ     This  Joy,  to  call  chee  mine,         ->» 
And  let  my  early  Cries  prevail 
To  tafte  thy  Love  divine, 
a  My  thirfty  fainting  Soul 
Thy  Mercy  doth  implore  % 

Not 


1X0  PSALM    LXV, 

Not  Travellers  in  Defart  Lands, 

Can  pant  for  Water  more. 
3  Within  thy  Churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  fiad  my  Place, 
Thy  PowV  and  Glory  to  behold. 

And  teei  thy  quick'ning  Grace. 
4.  For  Life  without  thy  Love 

No  Relifli  can  afford  j 
No  Joy  can  be  compared  with  this, 

To  ferve  and  pleafe  the  Lord. 

5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  Hands, 

And  praife  Thee  while  Mivei 
Not  the  rich  Dainties  of  a  Fcaft 
Such  Food  and  P!e»fure  give, 

6  In  wakeful  Hours  at  Night, 

leal!  my  G  O  D  to  Mind  j 
I  think  how  wife  thy  Counfels  are, 
And  all  thy  Dealings  kind. 

7  Since  thou  haft  been  mv  Help, 

To  thee  my  Spirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  wtchful  Providence 
My  chearful  Hope  relies. 

8  The  Shadow  of  thy  Wings 

My  Soul  'n  Safety  keeps  ! 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
Aijd  he  fupports  my  Steps. 

PSALM  65.  a;.  1—5.  Fir/i  Pari.   Long  MctrCc 

Publick  Prayer  and  Praife, 
1  r*^HE  Praife  of  Sion  waits  for  Thee, 

X    My  G  O  D  i  and  Praife  becomes  thy  Houfe; 
There  fhall  thy  Saints  thy  Glory  fee, 
And  there  perform  their  public  Vows, 
a  O  Thou,  whofe  Mercy  bends  the  Skies 
To  fave,  vhen  humble  Sinn-rs  pray  j 
All  Lands  to  Th^e  fhall  lift  their  Eyes, 
And  Iflands  of  the  Northern  Sea, 

3  Againft 


PSALM    tXV.  Ill 

%  Againft  my  Will  my  Stns  prevail. 
But  Grace  (hall  purge  away  their  Stain  j 
The  Blood  of  C  H  R I  ST  will  never  fail 
To  walh  my  Garments  white  again. 

4.  Bleft  is  the  Man  whom  thou  fhalt  chqfe, 
And  give  him  kind  Accefs  to  Thee } 
Give  him  a  Place  within  thy  Houfe, 
To  tafte  thy  Love  divinely  free. 
PAUSE, 

5  Let  Babel  iezv  v^^hen  Sion  prays  5 
Bahel  prepare  for  long  Diftrefs, 
When  Sion's  GOD  himfelf  arrays 
In  Terror  and  in  Righteoufnefs. 

€  With  dreadful  Glory  GOD  fulfils 
What  his  afflifted  Saints  requeft  j 
And  with  Almighty  Wrath  reveals 
His  Love,  to  give  his  Churches  Reft, 

7  Then  fnali  the  fl  eking  Nations  run 
To  Sion'%  Hill,  and  own  their  Lord  j 
The  rifing  and  the  fatting  Sun 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  Name  ador'd. 

PSALM65.'z/.  5— 13,  Second  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Di'vine  Prb-vidence  in  Air,   Earth  and  Sea',    or, 
The  GOD  of  Nature  and  Grace, 

THE  GOD  of  our  Salvation  hears 
The  Groans  of  Sion  mix'd  with  Tears ; 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  Defigns, 
Through  all  the  Way  his  Terror  fliines. 
%  On  him  the  Race  of  Man  depends, 
Far  as  the  Earth's  ren>oteft  Ends^ 
Wliere  the  Creator's  Name  is  known. 
By  Nature's  feeble  Light  aione. 
3  Sailors  thattravel  o'er  the  Flood, 
Addrefs  theii-  frighted  Souls  to  G  O  D, 
When  Tempefts  rage,  and  Billows  roar 
A  dreadful  Diftance  from  the  Shore. 

4  He 


lia  PSALM    LXV, 

4.  He  bids  the  noify  Tempefts  ccafci 
He  calms  the  raging  Croud  to  Peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  Nation  raves 
Wild  as  the  Winds,  and  loud  as  Waves. 

5  Whole  Kingdoms  fhaken  by  the  Storm, 
He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  Form  i 
Mountains  ^ftabltfhM  by  his  Hand, 
Firm  on  th-ir  old  Fo^mdation  Hand. 

6  Behold  his  Enfigns  fweep  the  Sky, 
New  Comets  blaz',  and  Lightnings  fly  j 
The  Heathen  Lands  with  fwift  Surprize, 
From  the  bright  Horrors  turn  their  Eyes. 

7  At  his  Command  theMorn'ng-Ray 
Smiles  in  the  Eajf,  and  leads  the  Day. 
He  guides  the  Sun's  declining  Wheels 
Over  the  Tops  of  Wefiern  Hills. 

S  Seafons  and  Times  obey  his  Voice  ; 
The  Ev'ning  and  the  Morn  rejoice 
To  fee  the  Earth  made  foft  with  ShowVg, 
Laden  with  Fruit  and  dreft  in  Flow'rs. 

9  *Tis  from  his  watYy  **tores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirfty  Ground  Supply ; 
He  walks  upon  the  Clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  Drops  difpenfe, 

10  The  Defart  grows  a  fruitful  Field, 
A'^undant  Fruit  the  Vallies  yield  ; 
The  Vallies  fhout  with  chearful  Voice, 
And  neighboring  Hills  repeat  their  Joys. 

ji  The  Failures  fmile  in  greeri  Array, 
Their  Lambs  and  larger  Cattle  play  j 
The  larger  Cattle  and  the  Lamb, 
Each  in  his  Language  fp'-nks  thy  Name. 

1 T,  Thv  Works  pronounce  thy  Pow'r  divine ; 
O'er  ev'i  y  Field  thy  Glories  fli  ne  j 
Through  t\^vy  Month  thy  Gifts  appear; 
Great  GO  D,  thy  Goodnefs  crowns   he  Year. 

PSALM 


PSALM    LXV.  113 

PSALM '65.    Fir/}  Part,    Common  Metre. 

A  Prayer-Hearing  God^  and  the  Gentiles  called, 
1    p  RAISE  waits  \nSiony  Lord,  for  thee; 
X     There  fhall  our  Vows  be  paid  j 
Thou  haft  an  Ear  whe»  Sinners  pray. 
All  FIe(h  fliall  feek  thine  Aid. 
a  Lord,  our  Iniquities  prevail. 
But  pard'ning  Grace  is  thine. 
And  thou  wik  grant  us  PowV  and  Skill 
To  conquer  every  Sn. 

3  Blefs'd  are  the  Men  whom  thou  wilt  chufe 

To  bring  them  near  thy  Face, 
Give  them  a  Dwelling  in  thine  Houfe^ 
To  feaft  upon  thy  Grace. 

4  In  anfw'rihg  what  thy  Church  requefts. 

Thy  Truth  and  Terror  fhine. 
And  Works  of  dreadful  Righteoufnefs, 
Fulfil  thy  kind  Defign. 

5  Thus  fhall  the  wond'ring  Nations  fee  j 

The  Lord  is  good  and  juft  j 
And  diftant  Iflands  fly  to  thee. 
And  make  thy  Name  their  Truft. 

6  They  drrad  thy  glitfring  Tokens,  Lord, 

When  Signs  in  Heav'n  appear; 
But  they  fhall  learn  thy  holy  Word, 
And  love  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM   65.    Second  Part,    Common  Metre. 

The  Providence  of  GOD,  in  Air,  Earth  and  Sea | 

or,  The  BleJJing  of  Rain. 
1  '^*W^IS  by  thy  Strength  the  Mountains  ftand^ 
I     G  O  D  of  eternal  PowY  j 
The  Sea  grows  calm  at  thy  Command, 
And  Tempefls  ceafe  to  roar. 
3  Thy  Morning  L  ght,  and  Ev'ning  Shade, 
iucceflive  Comforts  bring  ; 

Thy 


114  PSALM    LXV. 

Thy  plenfous  Fruits  make  Harveft  gkd, 
Thy  Flow'rs  adorn  the  Spring. 

3  Seafons  and  Times,  and  Moons  and  Hours, 

Heav'n,  Earth  and  Air  are  thine  j 
When  Clouds  diftil  in  fruitful  Show'rs, 
The  Author  is  divine. 

4  Thore  wand'ring  Cifterns  in  the  Sky, 

Borne  by  the  \Vinds  around, 

With  wat'ry  Treafures  well  fupply 

The  Furrows  of  the  Ground. 

5  The  thirfty  Ridg;«s  driRk  their  Fill, 

And  Ranks  of  Corn  appear  ; 
Thy  Ways  abound  with  Bleflings  ftill, 
Thy  Goodneli  crowns  the  Year. 

PSALM  65.    third  Part.    Common  Metre. 
77!^  Biijf/ings  of  the  Springs  or,  GO  D  gives  Rain. 
A  Pfalm  for  the  Hufbandman. 
X   /^^  O  OD  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  King, 
y^T  Who  makes  the  Earth  his  Care  j 
Vifits  the  Paftures  ev'ry  Spring, 
And  bids  the  Grafs  appear. 

2  The  Clouds,  like  Rivers  raised  on  high, 

Pour  out  at  thy  Cdmmand 
Their  wat'ry  Bleflings  from  the  Sky, 
To  chear  the  thirfty  Land. 

3  The  foften'd  Ridges  of  the  Field 

Permit  the  Corn  to  fpiing  : 

The  Valiies  rich  Provifion  yield, 

And  the  poor  Lab'rers  fing. 

4  The  little  Hills  on  ev'ry  Side 

Rejoice  at  falling  Show'rs: 
The  Meadows  di  efs'd  in  all  their  Pride 
Perfume  the  Air  with  Flow'rs. 

5  The  barren  Clods,  refrefli'd  with  Rain, 

Promife  a  joyful  Crop; 
The  parching  Ground  looks  green  again. 
And  laife  the  Reaper's  Hope. 

6  The 


PSALM    LXVI.  1,5 

4  The  various  Months  thy  Goodnefs  crowns  j 
How  bount'ous  are  thy  Ways  ? 
The  bleating  Flocks  fpread  o'er  the  Downs, 
And  Shepherds  fliout  thy  Praife. 
PSALM    66.    FirJI  Part. 
Governing  Poiver  and  Goodnefs-^    or,   Our  Grace 

tried  by  JffiiSiions, 
1  ^  I  N  G,  all  ye  Nations,  to  the  Lord, 
O  Sing  with  a  joyful  Noife ; 
With  Melody  of  Sound  record 
His  Honours  and  your  Joys. 
%  Say  to  the  Pow'r  that  (hakes  the  Sky, 
*<  How  terrible  art  Thou  ! 
*<  Sinners  before  thy  Prefence  fly, 
"  Or  at  thy  Feet  they  bow." 

3  [Come,  fee  the  Wonders  of  our  GOD, 

How  glorious  are  his  Ways  ? 
In  Mofts^  Hand  he  puts  his  Rod, 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  Seas. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  Channel  dry. 

While  Ifr'el  pafs'd  the  Flood  ; 
,     There  did  the  Church  begin  their  Joy, 
And  triumph  in  their  G  O  D.] 

5  He  rules  by  his  refiftkfs  Might : 

Will  Rebel  Mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  Fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  War  ? 

6  O  blefs  our  GOD,  and  never  ceafe  5 

Ye  Saints  fulfil  his  Praife  j 
He  keeps  our  Life,  maintains  our  Peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  Ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  haft  prov'd  our  fuff 'ring  Souls, 

To  make  our  Graces  ftiine ; 
So  Silver  bears  the  burning  Coals, 
The  Metal  to  refine. 

8  Thro'  wat'ry  Deeps  and  fi'ry  Ways 

We  march  at  thy  Command, 
Led  to  pofiefs  the  promis'd  Place, 
By  thine  unerring  Hand. 

F  PSALM 


1^6  F  S  A  L  M    LXVII. 

P  S  A  L  M   66.    0/.  13— »o.    Second  P^rU 
Praife  to  GOD  for  hearing  Prayer. 

1  "VT  O  W  fhall  my  folemn  Vows  be  paid 
JL^     To  that  Almighty  PowY, 
That  heard  the  long  Requefts  I  made 

In  my  diftrefsful  Hour. 

2  My  Lips  and  chearful  Heart  prepare 

To  make  his  Mercies  known  : 
Come  ye  that  fear  my  GOD,  and  hear 
The  Wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  Head  huge  Sorrows  fell, 

I  fought  his  heav'nly  Aid  ; 
He  fav'd  my  finking  Soul  from  Hell, 
And  Death's  eternal  Shade. 

4  If  Sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  Heart, 

While  Pray'r  employ'd  my  Tongue, 
The  Lord  had  (hewn  me  no  Regard, 
Nor  I  his  Praifes  fung. 

5  But  G  O  D  (his  Name  be  ever  bleft) 

Has  fet  my  Spirit  free  ; 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  Requeft, 
Nor  turn'd  his  Heart  from  me. 

PSALM    67. 

The  Nation's  Profperityy  and  the  Church's  Increaje 
1   QHINE,  mighty  GOD,  on  Britain,  ihine 
O  With  Beams  of  heav'nly  Grace; 
Reveal  thy  PowV  through  all  our  Coafts, 
And  (hew  thy  fmiling  Face. 
z  [Amidft  our  Ille  exalted  high, 
Do  thou  our  Glory  (land, 
And  like  a  Wall  of  Guardian  Fire 
Surround  the  FavVite  Land.] 
3  When  fliall  thy  Name  from  Shoie  to  Shore 
Sound  all  the  Earth  abroad, 
And  diltant  Nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

4  Sin 


PSALM    LXVIIL  117 

|.  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  Lands, 
Sing  loud  with  folemn  Voice  j 
While  Britijb  Tongues  exalt  his  Praife, 
And  Britijb  Hearts  rejoice. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  fov'reign  Judge, 

That  fits  enthron'd  above. 
Wifely  commands  the  Worlds  he  mads 
In  Juftice  and  in  Love. 

6  Earth  fliall  obey  her  Maker's  Will, 

And  yield  a  full  Increafe  : 
Our  GOD  will  crown  his  chofen  Ifle 
With  Fruitfulnefs  and  Peace. 

7  G  O  D  the  Redeemer,  fcatters  round 

His  choiceft  Favours  here, 
While  ihe  Ci  cation's  utmaft  Bound 
Shall  fee,  adore,  and  fear^ 

PSALM  68.    BirJiPart,    i;.i"-6.  32— 35.  ._ 

The  Vengeance  and  Companion  of  GO  D. 
1  T    E  T  G  O  D  arife  in  all  his  Might, 

.1   y  And  put  the  Troops  of  Hell  to  Flight; 

As  Smoak  that  fought  to  cloud  the  Skies 

Before  the  rifing  Terapeft  flies. 
1  [He  comes  array'd  in  burning  Flames  ; 

Juftice  and  Vengeance  are  his  Names  5 

Behold  his  fainting  Foes  expire. 

Like  melting  Wax  before  the  Fire.] 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  Sky  5 
His  Name  Jehovah  founds  on  high. 
Sing  to  his  Name,  ye  Sons  of  Grace  j 
Ye  Saints,  rejoice  before  his  Face. 

4  The  Widow  and  the  Fatherlefs 

Fly  to  bis  Aid  in  lliarp  Diftrefs :  $ 

In  him  the  Poor  and  HeJplefs  find 
.  A  Judge  that's  juft,  a  Father  kind. 
.5  He  breaks  the  Captive'^  heavy  Chain, 
And  Pris'ners  fee  the  Light  again  : 

F  a  But 


ii8  PSALM    LXViri. 

But  Rebels  that  difpute  his  Will, 
Shall  dwell  in  Chains  and  Darknefs  ftill. 
PAUSE. 
{  Kingdoms  and  Thrones  to  GOD  belong; 
Crown  him,  ye  Nations,  in  your  Song: 
His  wond'rous  Names  and  Pow'rs  rehearfe  : 
His  Honours  (hall  enrich  your  Verfe. 

7  He  (hakes  the  Heav'ns  with  loud  Alarms! 
How  terrible  is  G  O  D  in  Arms  ! 

In  Ifr^el  are  his  Mercies  known, 
i/rV/  is  his  peculiar  Throne. 

8  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  bleftj 
He's  your  Defence,  your  Joy,  your  Reft  j 
When  Terrors  rife,  and  Nations  faint, 

G  O  D  is  the  Strength  of  every  Saint. 

P  S  AL  M  68.   'v.  17.  18.    Second  Part. 
ChriftV  Afcenfion,  and  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit, 

1  T     ORD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high, 
jLj  Ten  Thcufand  Angels  fill'd  the  Sky : 
Thofe  heavenly  Guards  around  Thee  wait, 
Like  Chariots  that  attend  thy  State. 

::  Not  Sinai's  Mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  j 
While  he  pronouncM  his  dreadful  Law,    ' 
And  ftrwck  the  chofen  Tribes  with  Awe, 

3  How  bright  the  Triumph  none  can  tell. 
When  the  rebeiiious  Pow'rs  of  Hell, 
That  Thoufand  Souls  had  captive  made. 
Were  ail  in  Chains  like  Captives  led. 

4,  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  Throne, 
He  fent  his  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  Gifts  and  Grace  for  Rebel-Men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  Earth  again. 

PSALM 


PSALM    LXIX.  119 

PSALM  68.     Third  Part.   <v.  19,  9,  20j  21,  22, 

Praife  for  Temporal  Blejfings ;    or,    Common   and 
fpeaal  Mercies, 

1  %jn  E  blefs  the  Lord,  the  Juft,  the  Good  ; 
VV    WhofiUsour  Hearts  with  Joy  and  Food ^ 

Who  pours  his  BleHlngs  from  the  Skies, 
And  loads  our  Days  with  rich  SuppHes. 

2  He  fends  the  Sun  his  Circnit  rojnd. 

To  chear  the  Fruits,  to  warm  the  Ground  | 
He  bids  the  Clouds  with  plent'ous  Rain 
Refrefh  the  thirfty  Earth  again. 

3  ■'Tis  to  his  Care  vi-e  owe  our  Breath, 
And  aU  our  near  Efcapesfrom  Death  5 
Safety  and  Health  to  G  OD  belong  ; 

He  heals  the  Weak,  and  guards  the  Strongo 
4.  He  makes  the  Saint  and  Sinner  prove 
The  common  Bleinngs  ^f  bis  Love; 
But  the  wide  Difference  that  remains 
Is  endlefs  Joy,  or  endlefs  Pains. 

5  The  Lord  that  bruis'd  the  Serpent's  Head, 
On  all  the  Serpent's  Seed  {haii'tread, 

The  ftubborn  Sinner's  Hope  confound, 
And  fmite  him  with  a  lafting  Wound. 

6  But  bis  Right-Hand  his  Saints  Ihdl  raife 
From  the  deep  Earth,  or  deeper  Seas, 
And  bring  them  to  his  Courts  above  j 
There  fliail  cliey  tafte  his  fpecial  Love. 

P  S  A  L  M  69,  nj.  1-14.  Firji  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

The  Sufferings  of  Chrift  for  our  Salvation. 
X  *'  QAVE  me,  O  GOD,  the  fwelling  Floods 
C3  "  Break  in  upon  my  Sou] : 
*'  I  fmk,  and  Sorrows  o'er  my  Head 
"Xike  mighty  Waters  roil". 
2  "  I  cry  till  all  my  Voice  be  gone, 
*'  In  Tears  I  walte  the  Day  ; 

F  I.  ^  My 


3iO  ^    PSALM    LXIX. 

**  My  GOD,  behold  my  longing  Eyes, 
'*  And  flaorten  thy  Delay. 

3  **  They  hate  my  Soul  without  a  Caufe, 

•'  And  ftill  their  Number  grows 
"  More  than  the  Hairs  around  my  Head, 
"  And  mighty  are  my  Foes. 

4  *'  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  Debt 

"  That  Men  could  nerer  pay, 
"  And  gave  thole  Honours  to  thy  Law> 
"  Which  Sinners  took  away." 

5  Thus,  in  the  great  Mfjfiah'%  Name 

The  Royal  Prophet  mourns  j 
Thus  he  awakes  our  Hearts  to  Grief, 
And  gives  us  Joy  by  Turns. 

6  "  Now  Ihall  the  Saints  rejoice,  and  find 

**  Salvation  in  my  Name, 
♦*  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  Load 
*'  Of  Sorrow,  Pain  and  Shame. 

7  <*  Grief  like  a  Garment  cloath  d  me  round, 

"  And  Sackcloth  was  my  Drefs, 
"  While  I  procured  for  naked  Souls 
**  A  Robe  of  Righteoufnefs. 
2  **  Amongft  my  Brethren,  and  the  J^'u;/, 
**  I  like  a  Stranger  ilood, 
'*  And  bore  their  vile  Reproach  to  bring 
"  The  G€7iUles  near  to  GOD. 
9  «  I  c^me  in  finful  Mortals  Stead 
"  To  do  my  Father's  Willj 
«'  Yet  when  I  cle..ns\l  my  Father's  Houfe, 
"  They  fcandaliz'd  my  Zeal. 
70  •*  My  Failing  and  m-;  h  ly  Groans 
*»  Were  made  the  Drunkard's  Song  ; 
'«  But  GOD  from  his  celeftial  Throne 
'<  Heard  mv  complaining  Tongue. 
1 1  <*  He  fav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  Deep, 
<*  Nor  let  my  Sowl  be  diown'd  ; 
<*  He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  finking  Feet 
"  On  well  eftablifh'd  Ground. 

12  "  'Twa 


PSALM    LXIX.  13^ 

12  '*  *Twa&in  &  moft  accepted  Hour 
*'  My  Pray*r  arofe  on  high, 
«  And  for  my  Sake  my  G  O  D  ihall  hear 
<«  The  dying  Sinner's  Cry." 

PSALM  69.  1;.  14.-— 21,  26,  29,  32.  Second?art\ 

The  Parian  and  Exaltation  of  Chrift. 
X  IkT  O W  let  our  Lips  with  holy  Fear 
jL\     And  mournful  Pleasure  iing 
The  Sufferings  of  our  great  High-Prieft,. 
The  Sorrows  of  our  King, 
a  He  fmks  in  Floods  of  deep  Diftrefs  j 
How  high  the  Waters  rife  J 
While  to  his  heav'nly  Father's  Ear 
He  fends  perpetual  Cries. 

3  "  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son, 

**  Nor  hide  thy  fhining  Face; 
"  Why  Ihould  thy  Fav'rite  look  like  one 
**  Forfaken  of  thy  Grace  ? 

4  </  With  Rage  they  perfecute  th«  Man 

*'  That  groans  beneath  thy  Wound, 
"  While  for  a  Sacrifice  I  pour 
"  My  Life  upon  the  Ground. 

5  "  They  tread  my  Honour  to  the  Du(t, 

"  And  laugh  when  I  complain  j 
"  Their  fharp  infulting  Slanders  add 
"  Frelh  Anguifli  to  my  Pain. 
li  "  All  my  Reproach  is  known  to  Thee, 
"  The  Scandal  and  the  Shame  j 
*'  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  Heart, 
*'  And  Lies  defil'd  my  Name. 
7  *»  Ilcok'd  for  Pity,  but  in  vain  ; 
**  My  Kindred  are  my  Grief  j 
"  I  aflc  my  Friends  for  Comfort  round, 
"  But  meet  with  no  Relief. 
%  "  With  Vinegar  they  mock  my  Thirft, 
i*  They  give  me  Gall  for  Food, 

F  4  **  AiviB 


itts  PSALM    LXIX. 

<*  And  fporting  with  my  dying  Groans, 

*'  They  triumph  in  my  Blood. 
5  "  Shine  into  my  diflreffed  Soul,- 

**  Let  thy  Compaffion  fave; 
"  And  though  my  Flefli  fink  down  to  Death, 

**  Redeem  it  from  the  Grave. 
10  *'  Ifliall  arife  to  praife  thy  Name, 

*'  Shall  reign  in  Worlds  unknown, 
"  And  thy  Salvation,  O  my  G  OD, 

*'  Shall  feat  me  on  thy  Throne." 

PSALM  69.     Third  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Chrifl'j  Obedience  and  Death  \   or,  God  glorified^ 

and  Sinners  fa<ved. 
3    Y?  A  T  H  E  R,  £  flng  thy  wond'rous  Grace, 
X^      I  blefs  iny  Saviour's  Name  j 
He  bought  Salvation  for  the  PooiV 
And  bore  the  Sinner's  ShamTt. 
%  His  deepDJftrefs  has  raised  us  high. 
His  Dut)  and  his  Zeal 
Fulfiird  the  Law  which  Moitals  broke. 
And  finifhd  all  thy  Will. 

3  His  dying  Groans,  his  livr.g  Songs 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  G  OD 
Than  Harp  or  Trumpet's  folemn  Sound, 
Than  Goats  or  Bullocks  Blood. 

4  This  fhall  his  humble  Followers  fee, 

And  fet  their  Hearts  at  Reft  j 
They  by  his  Death  draw  near  to  Thee, 
And  live  for  ever  bleft. 

5  Let  Heav'n,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high, 

To  G  O  D  their  Voices  raife. 
While  Lands  and  Seas  aflift  the  Sky, 
And  join  t'  advance  the  Praife. 
€  Sion  is  thine,  Moft  Holy  GOD, 
Thy  Son  (hall  blefs  her  Gates ; 
And  Glory,  purchas'd  by  his  Blood, 
For  thy  own  ^r'W  waits.  PSALM 


f  S^-A  L  M    LXiX,  2«^ 

PSALM  69.    Firjf  Part,     Long  Metre, 

Chrid's  Pajjionf  and  Sinners  Salvstkn. 
I   T^  E  E  P  in  our  Hearts  ler  u  s  record 

JL/     The  deeper  Sorrows  of  our  Lord  5 

Beheld  tlve  fifing  Rillows  roH 

To  overwhelm  his  holy  Soul, 
a  In  loog  Complaints  he  f|)en<is  fei^  Breath, 

While  Hofts  of  HeH,  and  PowVs  of  Deati^ 

And  all  the  Sons  of  Malice  join 

To  execute  their  curft  DeS^n, 

3  Yet,  gracious  GOD,  thy  Pow^'r  and  Love 
Has  made  the  Curfe  a  Blefling  prove  j 
Thofe  dreadful  Suff 'rings  of  thy  San 
Atton'dfor  Sins  which  we  had  done, 

4  The  Pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord, 
The  Honours  of  thy  l.^\v  reft&r'd : 
His  Sorrows  made  thy  Juftice  knows*- 
And  paid  for  Follies  not  his  own. 

5  O  for  his  S^^  our  Guilt  foi'give. 
And  let  the  mourning  Sinner  live ! 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  Name, 
Nor  (hall  our  Hope  be  turned  to  Shame. 

PSALM  69.  T.  7,  (^c.  S^eoifd  Part.  Long  Metre, 
Chrift'V  Sujfvrings  and  Zeah 

1  '/-f^  W A  S  for  my  Sake,  eternal  GOD, 
A      Thy  Son  fuftain'd  that  heavy  Load 
Of  bafe  Reproach  and  fore  Difgrace, 
And  Shame  jdeftl'd  hisfacred  Face. 

a  Th^Jeivs,  his  Brethren  and  his  Kin., 
Abus'd  the  Man  that  check'd  their  Sin  ; 
While  he  fulfill'd  thy  koly  Laws, 
They  hate  hinr,  but  without  a  Caufe, 

^  [My  Faiher'^s  Houfe,  faid  he,  ivas  made, 
A  Place  for  Worjhipy  not  for  Trade : 
Then  fcatt'ring  all  their  Gold  and  Brafs, 
Hs  fcourg'd  the  Merchants  from  the  Place.] 

F  5  4  [Zesi 


iH  P  S  A  L  M    L] 

4.  [Zeal  for  the  Temple  of  his  GOD, 
Confum'd  his  Life,  exposed  his  Blood : 
Reproaches  at  thy  Glory  thrown 
He  felt,  and  mourn'd  'em  as  his  own.] 

5  [His  Friends  fcrfook,  his  Followers  fled. 
While  Foes  and  Arms  furround  his  Head  j 
They  curfe  him  with  a  fland'rous  Tongue, 
And  the  falfe  Judge  maintains  the  Wrong.] 

€  His  Life  they  load  with  hateful  Lies, 
And  charge  his  Lips  with  Blafphemies; 
They  nail  him  to  the  Ihamef ul  Tree ; 
There  hung  the  Man  that  dy'd  for  me. 

7  [Wretches,  with  Hearts  as  hard  as  Stones, 
Infult  his  Piety  and  Groans  ; 

Gall  was.  the  Food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  Thirft  with  Vinegar.] 

8  But  GOD  beheld  ;  and  from  his  Throne 
Marks  cut  the  Men  that  hate  his  Son  ; 
The  Hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  Dead, 
Shall  pcur  the  Vengeance  on  their  Head. 

P  S  x^  L  M  71.    'v.  5—9.    Fir/}  Part. 

The  a^ed  Saiufs  RffleSiton  and  Hope. 
\   TV  yr  Y  G  O  D,  my  everlafting  Hope, 
iVA     I  live  upon 'thy  Truth  ; 
Thine  Hands  have  held  my  Childhood  up, 
And  ftrengthen'd  all  my  Youth. 
z  My  Flefh  was  faOiion'd  by  thy  PowV, 
With  all  thefe  Limbs  of  mine  5 
And  from  my  Mother's  p.iinful  Hour 
I've  been  intircly  thine. 
;  Still  has  my  Life  new  Wonders  feen 
Repeated  ev'ry  Year ; 
Behold  my  Days  that  yet  remain, 
I  truft  then)  to  thy  Care. 
4  Caft  me  not  off  when  Strength  declines, 
When  hoary  Hairs  arife  j 

And- 


PSALM    LXXI.  fi5 

Ai\d  round  me  let  thy  Glory  fhine. 

Whene'er  thy  Servant  dies. 
5;  Then  in  the  Hiftory  of  my  Age, 

When  Men  review  my  Days, 
They'll  read  thy  Love  in  ev'ry  Page, 

In  ev'ry  Line  thy  Praife. 

PSALM  71.  V.  15,  14, 16,  23,  22,  14..  ^dPart^ 

Chrift  our  Strength  and  Righteoujhefs, 
[-  Ti  yT  Y  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 
IVl     When  I  begin  thy  Praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  Numbers  end, 
The  Numbers  of  thy  Grace  ? 
i  Thou  art  ray  everlafting  Truft, 
Thy  Goodnefs  I  adore  f 
Apd  fince  I  knev^  thy  Graces  firft 
I  fpeak  thy  Glories  more. 
3  My  Feet  (hall  travel  all  the  Length 
Of  the  celeftial  Road, 
And  march  with  Courage  in  thy  Strength^ 
To  fee  my  Father  GOD. 
}.  When  I  am  fill'd  with  fore  Diftrefs 
For  fonie  furprifing  Sin, 
ril  plead  thy  perfeft  Righteoufnefs, 
And  mention  none  but  Thine. 

5  How  will  my  Lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  Via'ries  of  my  King  1 
My  Soul,  redeera'd  from  Sin  and  HelV 
Shall  thy  Salvation  fing. 

6  [My  Tongue'fhall  all  the  Day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my  G  O D  j 
His  Death  has  brought  my  Foes  to  Shame^ 
And  drowned 'eii^  in  his  Blood. 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  PoWrs  f 

With  this  deliglltful  Song 
ril  entcftain  the  darkeft  HourSj: 
Nor-  think  the  Seafon  long.] 

F  €  f  SALM- 


1^6  PSALM    IXXl. 

PSALM  71.    «t/.  17— 21.    Third  Part, 

The  aged  Chrijian's  Prayer  and  Song  j  or,  Old  Jge^ 

Death,  and  the  RefurreBion. 
1  r^  OD  of  my  Childhood,  and  my  Youths 
VJT    The  Guide  of  aJl  my  Ty^y^^ 
I  have  declar'd  thy  heav'nly  Truth, 
And  told  thy  wond'rous  Ways^ 

2  Wilt  thou  forfake  my  hoary  Hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  Heart  ? 

Who  fhall  fuftain  my  finking  Years, 

If  G  O  D  ray  Strength  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  Pow'r  and  Truth  proclaim 

To  the  fui  viving  Age, 
And  leave  a  Savour  of  thy  Name, 
When  I  Ihall  quit  the  Stage. 

4  The  Lands  of  Silence,  and  of  Death 

Attends  my  next  Remove ; 
O  may  thefe  poor  Remains  of  Breath 
Teach  the  wide  World  thy  Love  1 
PAUSE. 

5  Thy  Righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high, 

Unfearchable  thy  Deeds ; 
Thy  Glory  fpreads  beyond  the  Sky, 
And  all  my  Praife  exceeds. 
5  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  Threat'nings  roar. 
And  oft  endur'd  the  Grief: 
But  when  thy  Hand  has  prelt  me  fore. 
Thy  Grace  was  my  Relief. 
7  By  long  Experience  have  I  known 
Thy  fovTeign  Pow'r  to  fave  j 
At  thy  Command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  Grave. 
?  When  I  lie  bury'd  deep  in  Duft, 
My  Flefh  rtiall  be  thy  Care; 
Thefe  withering  Limbs  with  Thee  I  truH: 
To  raife  'em  itrong  and  fair. 

PSALM 


PSALM    LXXII,  127 

P  S  A  L  M   72.    Fir/  Part. 
The  Kingdom  of  Chrift. 

*%  f^  RE  AT  GOD,  whofe  univerfal  Sway 
Vjr  The  IcROwn  and  unknown  Worlds  obey, 
Now  give  the  Kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  Pow'r,  ejsak  his  Throne. 

a  Thy  Sceptre  well  becomes  his  Hands, 
All  Heav'n  Aibmits  to  his  Commands  j 
His  Juftice  ftiall  avenge  the  Poor, 
And  Pride  and  Rage  prevail  no  more. 

^  With  PowV  he  vindicates  the  Juft, 
And  treads  th'  Oppreffor  in  the  JXift ; 
His  Wonlhip  and  his  Fear  (kail  laft 
Till  Hours,  and  Years,  and  Time  be  paft. 

4  As  Rain  on  Meadows  newly  mown. 
So  (hall  he  fend  his  InAucnce  down  .• 
His  (Jrace  on  faintifig  Souls  diftils. 
Like  heav'nly  Pew  on  thirfty  Hills. 

5  The  Heathen  Lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  Shades  of  overfpreadin^  Death, 
Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  Light, 
And  De farts  blofibm  at  the  Sight. 

6  The  Saints  fliall:£ouri0i  in  his  Days, 
Dreft  in  the  Robes  of  Joy  and  Praife  ; 
Peace,  lites  a  River,  from  his  Throne 
Shall  flow  to  Nations  yet  unknown. 

PSALM    7a,     Second  fart, 
ChriflV  Kingdom  among  /i&^  Gentiles. 
3   "TESUS  fhall  reign  where-e'er  the  Snn 
3     Does  his  fuccefiive  Journies  run ; 
His  Kingdom  ftretch  from  Shore  to  Shore, 
Till  Moons  fhall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 
3  [Behold  the  Iflands  with  their  Kings, 
And  Europe  her  heft  Tribute  brings ; 
From  North  to  South  the  Princes  meet 
T«  pay  their  Homage  at  his  Feet, 

3  There 


«8  PSALM   Lxxirr. 

3  There  Ff.r/iai  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  (hines  in  Eaftern  Gold  j 
And  barb'rous  Nations  at  his  Word 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord.} 

4.  For  him  fhall  endlefs  Pray'r  be  made. 
And  Praifes  throng  to  crown  his  Head  j 
His  Name  like  fweet  Perfume  (hall  rife 
With  ev'ry  Morning  Sacrifice. 

5  People  and  Realms  of  ev'ry  Tongue 
Dwell  on  his  Love  with  fweeteft  Song  ^ 
And  Infaiit-Voices  (hail  proclaim 
Their  early  BlefTings  on  his  Name, 

6  Bleflings  abound  where'er  he  reigns. 
The  Prisoner  leaps  to  lofe  his  Chains  f 
The  weary  find  eternal  Relt, 

And  all  the  Sons  of  Want  are  ble(t, 

7  [Where  he  difplays  his  healing  Pow'r, 
Death  and  the  Curfe  are  known  no  more  5. 
In  him  the  Tribes  of  Adam  boafl: 

More  Ble(rings  than  their  Father  loft. 

8  Let  evVy  Creature  rife  and  bring 
Peculiar  Honours  to  our  King  : 
Angels  defcend  with  Songs  again. 
And  Earth  repeat  his  loud  Amen.'] 

PSALM  73.    Firji  Pari.    Common  Metre. 

Affii^ed  SaintSj  happy  and  profperous  Sinners  curfed, 
I   "VT  O  W  I'm  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind 
lAl    To  Men  of  Heart  fincere, 
Yet  once  my  fooli(h  Thoughts  repin'd. 
And  border'd  on  Defpair. 
1  I  grievM  to  fee  the  Wicked  thrive. 
And  fpoke  with  angry  Breath, 
*'  How  pleafant  and  profane  they  live  ? 

"  How  peaceful  is  their  Death  ! 
"  With  well-fed  Fle(h  and  haughty  Eyes 
*'  They  lay  their  Fears  to  deep  j 

*^  Againifc 


FS  AL  M    LXXIII. 

"  Againft  the  Heav-ns  their  Slanders  rife, 
"  While  Saints  jn  Silenee  weep. 

4  "  In  vain  I  lift  my  Hands  to  pray, 

«<  And  cleanfe  my  Heart  in  vain, 
"  For  I  am  chaften'd  all  the  Day, 
"  The  Night  renews  my  Pain." 

5  Yet  while  ray  Tongue  indulg'd  Complaints,. 

I  felt  my  Heart  reprove  j 
«  Sure  I  (hall  thus  offend  thy  Saints, 

**  And  grieve  the  Men  I  love^ 
1$  But  ftill  I  found  my  Doubts  too  hard,  ' 

The  Conflict  too  fevere. 
Till  I  retir'd.  to  fearch  thy  Word, 

And  learn  thy  Secrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  fome  prophetic  Glafsj, 

I  faw  the  Sinner's  Feet 
High  mounted  on  a  flipp'ry  Place 
Befide  a  fi'ry  Pit. 

8  I  heard  the  Wretch  profanely  boaft, 

'Till  at  thy  Frown  he  fell  ,• 
His  Honours  in  a  Dream  were  loft. 
And  he  awakes  in  Hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  Fool  I  was  I 

How  like  a  thoughtlefs  Beaft  ! 
Tkus  tofufpedl  thy  promis'd  Graqe, 
And,  think  the  Wicked  bleft. 

10  Jfet  I  was  kept  from  full  Defpair, 

Upheld  by  Pow'r  unknown  : 
That  bleffed  Hand  that  broke  the  Snare^ 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  Throne. 

P S  AL M  7 J.  'z/.  23—28.  zdPart.  Com.  Metre, 

GOD  our  Fort  ion  here  and  hereafter, 
s  f^^  OD,  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope, 
V_y  My  Help  for  ever  near, 
Thine  Arm  of  Mercy  held  rae  up 
When  fmking  inDeipair. 

*  Thy 


trjo  HS  i^L  M    LXXIir. 

a  Thy  Counfels,  Lord,  (haH  gmdc  my  Feet 
Through  this  dark  Wildernefs ; 
Thine  Hami  condii6l  me  near  thy  Seaf, 
To  dwell  before  thy  Face. 

3  Were  I  in  Heav'n  without  my  GOD, 

'T would  be  no  Joy  to  me  j 
And  whilft  this  Earth  is  my  Abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  Thee. 

4  What  if  the  Springs  of  Life  were  brok«, 

And  Fleih  and  Heart  ftiould  faint> 
G  O  D  is  my  Soul's  eteraal  Rock, 
The  Strength  of  evYy  Saint. 

5  Behold,  the  Sinners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  Prefence  die  j 
Not  all  the  Idol  Gods  they  love. 
Can  fave  'em  when  they  cry. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  Thee,  my  GOD, 

Shall  be  my  fweet  Employ  j 
My  Tongue  ftiall  found  thy  Woi^cs  abroad, 
And  tell  the  World  my  Joy. 

PSALM  73.  1/.  12,  3,  $y  jj — to.  LongMetre. 

The  Pr^fptrity  of  Sinnfn  curfed. 

1  T     ORD,  what  a  thowghtlefs  Wretch  was  I, 
I  J  To  mourn  and  murmur,  and  repine 

To  fee  the  Wicked  plac'd  on  high,  *■ 

In  Pride  and  Robes  of  Honour  fiiine ! 

2  But,  O  their  End,  their  dreadful  End  ! 
Thy  Sanftuary  taught  me  fo; 

On  flipp'ry  Rocks  I  fee  them  Hand, 
And  A'ry  Billows  roll  below. 

3  Now  let  'em  boaft  how  tall  they  rife,  / 
I'll  never  <nvy  them  again  ; 

There  they  may  ftand  with  haughty  Eyes, 
Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endlefs  Pain, 
4.  Their  fancy'd  Joys,  howfaft  they  flee! 
Juft  like  ft  Dream  when  Man  aw.'ikes ; 

Th^ir 


PSALM    LXXIII.  135 

Their  Songs  of  fofttH  Harmony- 
Are  but  a  Preface  to  their  Plagues. 
5  Now  I  eileem  their  Mirth  and  Wine 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  nr/ Blood  5 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  m'^*^. 
My  Life,  my  Portion,  and  my  v-;}T>. 

PSALM   73.    Shoft  Metre. 

Tie  My  fiery  of  Provvhyice  unfolded^ 
s  QURE  there  is  arighfrous  GOD, 
3     Nor  is  Religion  vnin  ; 
Though  Men  of  Vice  nay  boafl  aloud, 
And  Men  of  Grace  complain, 
a-  I  faw  the  Wicked  rife, 

And  felt  my  Heart  repine. 
While  haughty  Fools,  with  fcornful  Eycs, 
In  Robes  of  Honour  fhine. 

3  [Pamperd  with  wanton  Eafe, 

1  heir  Flefh  looks  full  and  fair  5 
^  Their  Wealth  re  lis  in  like  flowing  Seas^ 
And  grows  without  their  Care. 

4  Free  from  the  Plagues  and  Pains 

That  pious  Souls  endure, 
Through  all  their  Life  OpprelTlon  reignsj 
And'racks  the  humble  Poor. 

5  Their  impious  Tongues  blafpheme 

TheeverlaftingGOD} 
Their  Malice  blafts  the  good  Man's  Name, 
And  fpreads  their  Lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  flowing  Tears, 

Indulged  my  Doubts  to  rife  5 
"  Is  there  a  G  OD  that  fees  or  hears 
"  The  Things  below  the  Skies  !"] 

7  The  Tumults  of  my  Thought 

Held  me  in  hard  Sufpenfe, 
Till  to  thy  Houfe  my  Feet  were  brought. 
To  learn  thy  Juftice  therwe. 

S  Thy 


ija  PSALM    LXXIV.  i 

8  Thy  Word  with  Light  and  Pow'r 

Did  my  Miftakes  amend  ; 
I  viewed  the  Sinner's  Life  before. 
But  here  I  learnt  their  End. 

9  On  what  a  flipp'ry  Steep 

The  thoughtlefs  Wretches  go  ? 
And  O  that  dreadful  fiYy  Deep 
That  waits  their  Fall  below  ! 

10  Lord,  at  thy  Feet  I  bow, 

My  Thoughts  no  more  repine  : 
I  csll  my  G  O  D  my  Portion  now. 
And  all  my  Pow'rs  are  thine. 

PSALM    74. 
Ihi  Church  pleading  ivith  GOD  under  fort  ?er^ 

fecutions, 
X   ¥J|7ILL  GODfor  ever  caftusoff? 
W       His  Wrath  for  ever  fmoak 
Againft  the  People  of  his  Love, 
His  little  chofen  Flock? 
a  Think  of  the  Tribes  fo  dearly  bought 
With  their  Redeemer's  Blood  j 
Nor  let  thy  Sicn  be  forgot. 
Where  once  thy  Glory  flood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  Feet,  and  march  in  Hafte, 

Aiaud  our  Ruin  calls ;, 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  Wafte 
Is  made  within  thy  Walls. 

4  Where  once  thy  Churches  pray'd  and  fang. 

Thy  Foes  profanely  ronr; 
Over  thy  Gates  their  E:  fignshang, 
Sad  Tokens  of  their  PowV, 

5  How  are  the  Seats  of  Worfhip  broke  ? 

They  teai-  the  Buildings  down, 
And  he  that  deals  the  heavieft  Stroke, 
Procures  the  chief  Renown. 

6  With  Flames  they  threaten  to  deftroy 

Thy  Children  in  their  Neft  j 

Come 


PSALM    LXXIV,  133 

Come  lei  us  burn  at  once^  they  cry. 

The  Temple  and  ike  Priefi. 
7  And  ftillto  heighten  ourDiftrefs, 

Thy  Prefence  is  withdrawn  j 
Thy  wonted  Signs  of  Pow'r  and  Graces 

Thy  Pow'r  and  Grace  are  gone. 
S  No  Prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  Woes, 

But  all  the  Seers  mourn  ; 
There's  not  a  Soul  amongft  us  knows 

The  Time  of  thy  Return, 

PAUSE, 
f  How  long,  eternal  GOD,  how  long. 
Shall  Men  of  Pride  blafpheme  ? 
Shall  Saints  be  made  their  endlefs  Song, 
And  bearimmortal  Shame  ? 

10  Canft  thou  for  ever  fit  and  hear 

Thine  holy  Name  profan'd? 
And  ftill  thy  Jealoufy  forbear. 
And  ftill  withold  thine  Hand  ? 

11  What  ftrange  Deiiv'rance  haft  thou  (hown 

In  Ages  long  before  ? 
And  now  no  other  GOD  we  own, 
No  other  GOD  adore. 

12  Thou  didlt<iivid£  the  raging  Sea, 

By  thy  refiitiefs  Might, 
To  make  thy  Tribes  a  wond'rous  Way, 

And  then  fecure  their  Flight. 
33  Is  not  the  World  of  Nature  thine. 

The  Darknefs  and  the  Day  ? 
Didft  not  ^:hou  bid  the  Mo,  ning  Aine, 

And  mark  the  Sun  his  Way  ? 

14  Hath  not  thy  Pow'r  form'd  ev'ry  Coaft, 

And  fet  the  Earth  its  Bounds? 
With  Summer's  Heat,  and  Winter's  Froft, 
In  their  perpetual  Rounds  ? 

15  And  (hall  the  Sons  of  Earth  and  Duft 

That  facred  Pow'r  blafpheme^? 

Will 


334  PSALM    LXXV. 

Will  not  thy  Hand  that  formM  'em  firft. 

Avenge  thine  injur'd  Name  ? 
i6  Think  on  the  Covenant  thou  haft  made. 

And  all  thy  Words  of  Love  j 
Nor  let  the  Birds  of  Prey  invade. 

And  vex  thy  mourning  Dove. 
17  Our  Foes  would  triumph  in  our  Blood, 

And  make  our  Hope  their  Jeft  ; 
Plead  thine  own  Caufe,  Almighty  GOI>, 

^nd  give  thy  Children  Reft. 

PSALM    75. 
Tonverand  Go-uemment  from  GOD  alone. 
Applied   to   the  glorious  Revolutic  n   by   King 
VViLLiAM,    or  the  happy  Acceffion  of  King 
George  to  the  Throne. 
'   '  I  '  SL'^^^^'  "^^ft  Holy,  and  moil  High, 
^J     To  Thee,  we  bring  our  thankful  Praife  : 
J  ny  Works  declare  thy  Name  is  nigh. 
Thy  Works  of  Wonder  and  of  Grace. 

2  B  tsain  was  doomed  to  be  a  Slave, 

Her  Frame  difTolv'd  ;  her  Fears  were  great  5 
When  GOD  a  new  Supporter  gave, 
To  bear  the  Pillars  of  the  State. 

3  He  from  thy  Hand  r^ceiVd  his  Crown, 
And  fwore  t©  rule  by  wholefome  Laws  ? 
His  Foot  finll  tread  th'  OpprefTor  down, 
His  Arm  defend  the  righteous  Caufe. 

4  Let  haughtv  Siiiners  fink  their  Pride, 
Nor  lift  fo  high  their  fcornfnl  Head  ^ 
But  lay  tfc-ir  fooliQi  Thoughts  slide, 
And  own  the  King  that  GOD  hath  made. 

5  Such"  Honours  never  come  by  Chance, 
Nor  do  the  Winds  Promotion  blow  ; 
'Tis  G  OD  the  Judge  doth  one  advance, 
'Tis  GOD  that  lays  another  low. 

6  No  vain  Pretence  to  Royal  Birth, 
Shall  fix  a  Tyrant  on  the  Throne  j 

GOD, 


P  S  AI.  M    LXXVI.  335^ 

GOD,  the  great  Sovereign  of  the  Earth, 
Will  rife,  and  make  his  Juftice  known. 

7  [His  Hand  holds  out  the  dreadful  Cup 

Of  Vengeance,  mix'd  with  various  Plagues, 
To  make  the  Wicked  drink  'em  up. 
Wring  out,  and  tafte  the  bitter  Dregs. 

8  Now  (hall  the  Lord  exalt  the  Juft, 
And  while  he  tramples  on  the  Proud, 
And  lays  their  Glory  in  the  Duft, 
My  Lips  fliall  fisg  his  Praife  aloud.] 

PSALM    76. 

Ifrael  fa=ved,    and   the  Aflyrians   defiroyed',    or, 
'     G  O  Vs  Vengeance  again]}  his  Enemies  proceeds 
from  his  Church. 

1  y  N  Judah,  G  O  D  of  old  was  known ; 
4    His  Name  in  Ifr'el  great  5 

In  Salem  ftood  his  holy  Throne, 
And  Sion  was  his  Seat. 

2  Among  the  Praifes  of  his  Saints, 

His  Dwelling  there  he  chofe ; 
There  he  receiv'd  their  juft  Complaints, 
Againft  their  haughty  Foes. 

3  From  Sion  went  his  dreadful  Word, 

And  broke  the  threatening  Spear, 
The  Bow,  the  Arrow,  and  the  Sword, 
And  crulh'd  th'  Jljyrian  War. 

4  What  are  the  Earth's  wide  Kingdoms  elfe 

But  mighty  Hills  of  Prey  j 
The  Hill  on  which  Jeho-vah  dwells. 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

5  'Twas  Sion'%  King  that  ftopp'd  the  Breath 

Of  Captains  and  their  Bands  ; 
The  Men  of  Might  flept  faft  in  Death, 
And  never  found  their  Hands. 

6  At  thy  Rebuke,  O  JacoV^  GOD, 

Both  Horfe  and  Chariot  fell  5 

Who 


156  PSALM    LXXVII.  ^ 

Who  knows  the  Terrors  of  thy  Rod  ? 
Thy  Vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

7  What  Pow'r  can  ftand  before  thy  Sight 

When  once  thy  Wrath  appears  ? 
When  Heav'n  ihines  round  with  dreadful  Light, 
The  Earth  lies  ftiil  and  fears. 

8  When  G  O  D  in  his  own  fov'reign  Ways 

Comes  down  to  fave  th'  Oppreft, 
The  Wrath  of  Man  fhall  work  his  Praife, 
And  he'll  reftrain  the  reft. 

9  [Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  Tribute  bring, 

Ye  Princes,  fear  his  Frown  : 
His  Terror  (hakes  the  proudeft  King, 
And  cuts  an  Army  down. 

10  The  Thunder  of  his  (harp  Rebuke 

Our  haughty  Foes  (hall  feel  5 
For  Jacob's  GOD  hath  not  forfook. 
But  dwells  in  Sion  ftill.] 

PSALM    77.    Fir/  Part, 

Melancholy  afaulthg,  an3  Hope  pn'vailing, 
1  n|^  O  G  O  D  I  cry'd  with  mournful  Voice, 
Jl     I  fought  his  gracious  Ear, 
In  the  fad  JDay,  when  Troubles  rofe, 
And  fili'd  the  Night  with  Fear. 
a  Sad  were  my  Days,  and  dark  my  Nights, 
My  Soul  refused  Relief ; 
I  thought  on  GOD,  the  Juft  and  Wife, 
But  Thoughts  increased  my  Grief. 
3  Still  I  complain'd,  and  ftill  oppreft. 
My  Heart  began  to  break; 
My  GOD,  thy  Wrath  forbid  my  Reft, 
And  kept  my  E>es  awake. 
4.  My  overwhelming  Sorrows  grew, 
'Till  I  could  fpeak  no  more ; 
Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew, 
And  caird  thy  Judgments  o'er. 


PSALM    LXXVIL  137 

5  I  caird  back  Years  and  ancient  Times, 
When  I  beheld  thy  Face  1 
My  Spirit  fearch'd  for  fecret  Crimes 
That  might  with -hold  thy  Grace. 
^  I  caird  thy  Mercies  to  my  Mind, 
Which  I  enjoy'd  before  j 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  ? 
His  Face  appear  no  more  ? 
7  Will  he  forever  caft  me  off?' 
His  Promife  ever  fail  ? 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  Love  ? 
Shall  Anger  ftiil  prevail  ? 
S  But  I  forbid  this  hopelefs  Thought, 
This  dark  defpairing  Frame, 
Remembering  what  thy  Hand  hath  wrought; 
Thy  Hand  isftill  the  fame. 
9  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  Ways, 
And  talk  thy  Wonders  o'er  j 
Thy  Wonders  of  recov'ring  Grace, 
When  Flefh  could  help  no  more, 
so  Grace  dwells  with  Juftice  on  the  Throne  | 
And  Men  that  love  thy  Word, 
Have  in  thy  Sanduary  known 
The  Counfels  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM    77.     S£co»d  Part, 
Comfort    derived  from  antient   Pro'vidence  5    or, 
lirael  deli'vered  from   Egypt,    and  brought  to 
Canaan. 
s  "  YT  O  W  awful  is  thy  chaft'ning  Rod  ? 
Xa     "  (May  thy  own  Children  fay) 
"  The  Great,  the  Wife,  the  dreadful  GO  D  ! 
**  How  holy  is  his  Way  !" 
a  rii  meditate  his  Works  of  old  ; 
The  King  that  reigns  above, 
ril  hear  his  antient  Wonders  told. 
And  learn  to  truft  his  Love. 
3  Long  did  the  Houfe  of  Jofeph  lie 
With  Egypfs  Yoke  oppreft  j 


3  38  PSALM    LXXVIir. 

Long  he  delayed  to  hear  their  Cry, 
Nor  gave  his  People  Reft. 

4  The  Sons  of  good  old  Jacob  feem'd 

AbandonM  to  their  Foes  j 
But  his  Almighty  Arm  redeemed  ^ 

The  Nation  that  he  chofe. 

5  //rV/,  his  People,  and  his  Sheep, 

Muft  follow  where  he  calls  ; 
He  bid  them  venture  through  the  Deep, 
And  made  the  Waves  their  Walls. 

6  The  Waters  faw  Thee,  mighty  GOD, 

The  Waters  fav;^  Thee  come  j 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  ftood. 
To  make  thine  Armies  Room, 

7  Strange  was  thy  Journey  through  the  Sea, 

Thy  Footfteps,  Lord,  unknown  : 
Terrors  attend  the  wond'rous  Way 
That  brings  thy  Mercies  down. 

8  [Thy  Voice  with  Terror  in  the  Sound 

Through  Clouds  and  Darknefs  broke  ; 
All  Heav'n  in  Lightning  (hone  around, 
And  Earth  with  Thunder  fhook, 

9  Thine  Arrows  through  the  Skies  were  hurl'd  ; 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprize  and  Trembling  feiz'd  the  World, 
And  his  own  Saints  ador'd. 

10  He  gave  them  Water  from  the  Rock  ; 

And  fafe  by  Mofes"  Hand, 
Through  a  dry  Defart  led  his  Flock 
Home  to  the  promis'd  Land.] 

PSALM    78,     Tirfi  Fart. 
Providences  of  God  recorded ;  or,  pious  Educati&n 

and  InftruSiion  cf  Children. 
1  T     E  T  Children  hear  the  mighty  Deeds 
l-J     VVhich  GOD  performed  of  old  j 
Which  in  our  younger  Years  we  faw. 
And  which  our  Fathers  told. 

a  He 


PS  AX  M    LXXVm.  t35 

I  He  bids  «s  makeFis  Glories  known  ; 
His  Works  of  Pow'r  and  Grace; 
And  we'll  convey  his  Wonders  down 
Through  ev'ry  rifing  Race. 
3  Our  Lips  (hall  tell  them  to  our  Sons, 
And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  Generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  th^m  to  their  Heirs. 
^  Thus  they  (hall  learn,  in   G  OD  alorre 
Their  Hope  fecurely  ftands. 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  Works, 
But  praftife  his  Commands. 

PSALM    7S.    Second  Part. 

[fraelV  Rebellion  and  Puni/hmenf ;  or,  The  Sinrand 
Cbajiifemenu  of  GO  D's  People, 

I  r\  WHAT  a  ttlff  rebellious  Houfe 
^^     Was  Jacob's  ancient  Race! 
Falfe  to  their  own  moft  folemn  Vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  Grace. 
a  They  broke  the  Cov'nant  of  his  Love, 
And  did  his  Laws  defpife. 
Forgot  the  Works  he  wrought,  to  prove 
His  Pow'r,  before  their  Eyes. 
3  They  faw  the  Plagues  on  Egypt   light 
From  his  revenging  Hand  ; 
What  dreadful  Tokens  of  his  Might 
Spread  o'er  the  ftubborn  Land. 
\.  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  Sea, 
And  march'd  in  Safety  through, 
With  watry  Walls  to  guard  thei'r  Way, 
'Till  they  had  'fcap'd  the  Foe. 
5  A  wond'rous  Pillar  mark  d  the  Road, 
Compos'd  of  Shade  and  Light ; 
By  Day  it  prov'd  a  fhelt'ring  Cloud, 
A  leading  Fire  by  Night, 

G  6  He 


I40  r  S  A  L  M    LXXViri. 

6  He  from  the  Rock  their  Thirft  fupply*d. 

The  gufhing  Waters  fell. 
And  ran  in  Rivers  by  their  Side, 
A  conftant  Miracle. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  nioft  High, 

And  dar'd  diftruft  his  Hand  : 
•*  Can  hi  nvitb  Bread  our  Hofl  fupply 
**  Amidft  this  defart  Landt' 

8  The  Lord  with  Indignation  heard, 

And  caus'd  his  Wrath  to  flame  j 
Kis  Terrors  ever  ftand  prepared 
To  vindicate  his  Name. 

P  S  A  L  M  78.    Third.  Part, 
TTje  Tunijbment  of  Luxury  and  Intemperance  j  < 

Chaftfement  and  Salnjation, 
1  XX7HEN  IJr^el  fins,  the  Lord  reproves, 
'    And  fin?  their  Hearts  with  Dread  j 
Yet  he  forgives  the  Men  he  loves. 
And  fends  them  heav'niy  Bread. 
X  He  fed  them  with  a  lib'ral  Hand, 
And  made  his  Treafures  known  ; 
He  gave  the  Midnight  Clouds  Command 
To  pour  Provifion  down. 

3  The  Mannot  like  a  Morning  ShowV, 

Lay  thick  around  their  Feet ;  " 
The  Coin  of  Heav'n,  fo  light,  fo  pure, 
As  though  'twere  Angels  Meat. 

4  But  th€y  in  murmVing  Language  faid, 

**  Manna  is  all  our  teaft  ; 
**  We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  Bread  5 
«'  We  muft  have  Flelh  to  tafte.'' 

5  Ye  /ball  ban/e  Flejb  to  plea/e  your  Luji, 

The  Lord  in  Wrath  reply'd, 
And  fent  'cm  Quails,  like  Sand  or  Duft, 
Heap'd  up  from  Side  to  Side, 

6  He  gave  Vm  all  their  own  De/ire  j 

And  greedy  as  they  fed. 


,ax- 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXVin. 

Hi«  Vengeance,  burnt  with  fecret  Fircj 
And  imoie  the  Rebels  dead. 

7  Whenfome  were  flain,  the  reft  retnrn'd, 

And  fought  the  Lord  with  Tears  j 
Under  the  Rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd. 
But  foon  forgot  their  Fears. 

8  Ott  he  chaftis'd,  and  ftill  forgave, 

'Till  by  his  gracious  Hand, 
The  Nation  he  refolv'd  to  fave 
Poffefs'd  the  promised  Land. 

PSALM  ^l.  v.  3z.  &c.    Fourth  ParU 

Badjlidin^  and  Forgiroenefs\  or,  Sinpunijhed,  and 
Sainti  fa'ved. 

J  /^REAT  GOD,    how  oft  did  Ifr'el  prove 
^  By  Turns  thine  Anger  and  thy  Lore  ? 
There  in  a  Glafsour  Hearts  may  lee 
How  fickle  and  how  falfe  they  be. 

3  How  foon  the  faithhfs  Jeivs  forgot 

The  dreadful  Wonders  GOD  had  wrought  1 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  Face, 
Nor  fear  his  PowV,  nor  truft  his  Grace. 
I  The  Lord  confum'd  their  Years  in  Pain, 
And  made  their  Travels  long  and  vain  j 
A  tedious  March  through  unknown  Ways, 
Wore  out  their  Strength,  and  fpent  their  Days, 

4  Oft  when  they  faw  their  Brethren  flain, 
They  mourn'd,  and  fought  the  Lord  again  •, 
Call'd  him  the  Rock  of  their  Abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer^  and  their  GOD. 

5  Their  Pray'rs  and  Vows  before  hiin  rife. 
As  flatt'ring  Words,  or  folemn  Lyas, 
"While  their  rebellious  Tempers  prove 
Falfe  to  his  Covenant  and  his  Love. 

6  Yet  did  his  fov'reign  Grace  forgive 
The  Men  wbo  not  defcrv'd  to  live  j 

G  A  His 


U*  PSALM    'LXXK.    "•■ 

His  Anger  bffawky  fte  tiirn'd, 
Or  elfe  with  gentle  Flame  it  buFn'd, 
7  He  faw  their  Fiefli  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  faw  Temptations  ftill  prevail : 
1  he  G  O  D  of  Abra'tH  iov  d  them  ftill, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  Hill. 

PSALM    «o. 

*rhe  Churches  Prayer  under  Ajflt^ion  I  or,  TkeTtni' 
yarli  of  GOD  ivajled. 

1  r>  R  E  A  T  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifrael, 
^^    Who  didft  between  the  Cherubs  dwell. 
And  lead  the  Tribes,  thy  chofen  Sheep, 
Safe  through  the  Pef:irt  and  the  Deep. 

a  Thy  Church  is  in  the  Defart  now, 
Shine  from  im  high,  and  guide  us  thrbiigh  j 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reftore. 
We  fhafl  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

3  Great  GOD,  whom  heav'nly  Hofts  obey. 
How  long  fliall  we  lament  and  pray  ? 
And  wait  in  vain  thv  kind  Return? 
How  long  fhall  thy  fierce  Anger  burn  ? 

4  Tnftead  of  Wine  and  chearful  Bread, 
Thy  Saints  with  their  own  Tears  are  {^6.  % 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reftore. 

We  ftiall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more, 
PAUSE     L 

5  Haft  thou  not  planted  with  thy  Hands 
A  lovely  Vine  in  Heathen  Lands  ? 
Did  not  thy  Power  defend  it  round, 
And  heav'nly  De'ws  enrich  the  Ground  ? 

6  How  did  the  fpreading  Branches  fhoot, 
And  blefs  the  Nations  with  their  Fruit  ? 
But  now  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  fee 
Thy  mourning  Vine,  that  lovely  Tree. 

7  Why  is  its  Beauty  thus  defac'd  ? 
Why  haft  thou  laid  her  Fences  waftc  ? 

Stranger* 


jrS  A'X  M.   LlCXXIr  U2 

Stranger^  ^ni  Soes  a^ainft  l^rjom. 
And  ev'ry  Beaft  devpurs  the  Vine. 
3  Return,  Almighty  G  O  0,  return  j 
Nor  let  thy  bleeding  Vineyard  mourn : 
Tutn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reftore. 
We  fliall  befav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 
P  A  U  S  E   II. 

9  Lord,  when  this  Vine  in  Canaan  grew, 
T|iOH  watt  its  Strength  and:  Glery  too  ! 
Attack. 'd  in  vain  by  all  its  Foes, 

'Till  the  fair  Branch  of  Pramife  rofe.  ' 

10  Fair  Branch, .  ordain'd  of  old  to  (hoot 
Fifom  Darvid'i  Stock,  from  Jacob-s  Root  5 
Himfeif  a  noble  Vine,  and  we 

The  lefler  Branches  of  the  Tree. 

11  'Tis  thy  own  Son  J  asiii -he  ihall  ftand 

■    Girt  with  thy  Strength  at  thy  Right-Kand| 
A^Svy  %ft--bprji  Son,  adorn'd  and  blet 
With  Pow'r  and  Girace  above  the  reft. 

12  01  for  his  Sake,  attend  our  Cry, 
Shipe  oh  thy  Churches,  left  they  die  ^ 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reftore. 
We  fliali  be  fav'ii,  and  figh  no  more. 

PSALM  ti.    nj.  I.  Z-'i6. 

The  Warnings  fif  COD  to  his  People  \  or,  SpirituJ 

.,  plej/jngs  ^nd  Pu»t/kmsn1s^ 
I  qlNG  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
^    And  make  a  joyful  Noife; 
G  O  D  is  Qur  Strength,  our  Saviour  G  O  D  3 
Let  7/rW  hear  his  Voice, 
fi  *'  From  vile  Idolatry 

"  Preferve  my  Worfhipclean  % 
"  I  am  fl«>Jiord»  who  fet  thee  free 
*'  Froinllaise^y  and  Sin. 
I  '^  Stretch  thy  Delires  abroad, 
"  Aad  I'll  fiipply  them  well  ? 
"    .     t  G  3  ''  Bufe 


14*  PSALM  XXXXIR         ^ 

"  But  if  ye  will  rtfufe  your  G  OD, 
*'  IF  T/rV  will  rebel ; 

4  *'  111  leave  them,  faith  th«  Lor<J> 

"  To  their  own  Lufts  a  Prey, 
"  And  let  them  run  the  dang'roui  Roa«l^  % 
**  *Tb  their  own  chofen  Way,  -         •        r^ 

5  "  Yet,  O!  that  all  my  Saints-         •   ^        <T 

**  Would  haiken  to  myVwce  f    '  '    /    '"•' 
"  Soon  I  would  eafe  their  ^re  CbniplaitttJy 
"  And  bid  their  Heart*  rejoice;  ''        ' 

6  <*  While  I  deftroy  their  Foes, '  ■'  ■-     -.1  silX 

"  I'd  richly  feed  -my  Flock j  ■■''■'  n  tif  1 
"  And  they  (hall  taftethe  Stream  that- #^# 
"  From  their  eternal  Rock."  ^^      '    ' 

PSA  L  M    »iV 

G  0  Z)  the  Suprtme  Go'vtrnor  y  or>  MagiftfaUt 

1    A  M  O  N  G  th*  Aflemblies  of  \ht  Grt*t, ' 
"'^  A  greater  Rultr  takes  HisSeat  |    ' 
The  G  O  D  of  Heav'n  as  Jud*e  fufVfcys' ' 
Thofe  Gods  <Jn  Earth,  and  a/I'th^ir  Ways. 

s  Why  will  ye  then  frara€  viickedlaW^' 
Of  why  fupport  th'  iinrighteous  C'aufe? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  Poor,   ' 
That  Sinners  vex  the  Sairtts  noTnVwre  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  dor  will  they  kn<wr|  ^ 
Dark  are  the  Way>'Jii(ivhic^'thc/gOi'  '■ 
Thtir  Name  of  eai^tKly  GodVii  vani,    '        ' 
For  they  ftiall  fall  anadtelikr  Men.  ^ 

4  Ajife,  O  Lord,  antfletthy  Son 
Poffefs  his  univeifei^ Throne,  - 

And  rule  the  Nations  with  hit  Rod  ; 
He  is  our  Judge,  an<i  fct  our  O  e  Di  ' ' ' 


PSALM 


P  S  AL  M    LXXXIII.  141 

(lPSALM«3, 

ACmplaint  againji  Perfecutort, 

I    A  NJ3  will  the  GOD  of  Grace 
**■    Perpetual  Silence  keep  5 
The  G  0  D  of  Juftice  hold  his  Peace, 
And  kt  his  Vengeance  deep  ? 
%  Behold,  what  curied  Snares 
The  Men  of  Mifchief  fpread  i 
The  Men  that  hate  thy  Saints  and  Th«e, 
Lift  up  their  threat  ning  Head^ 

3  Againft,thyjiidden  Ones 

Their  Counfels  they  employ,  . 
And  Malice  with  her  watchful  Eye 
Purfues  them  -to  deftrpy, 

4  The  Noble  and  the  Safe 

, .'.  Jnta. thy  Faftures  leap  j , 
The  L'ion  and  the  ftupid  Afs 
Confpire  to  vex  thy  Sheep. 

5  "  Cqme  le^us  join,  tljiey cry, 

*•  To  root  them  fr o  m  th  e  Ground, 
*•  Till  not  the  Name  of  Saints  remain, 
*\  Nor  Memlry  ihali  be  found." 
«  Awake,  Almighty  GOD^ 

And  call  thy  Wrath  tp  Mind  J 
Give  them  UkeForefts  to  the  Fire, 
Or  §tv^ble  to  the  Wind. 

7  Convince  their  Madnefs,  Lord, 

And  make  them  feek  thy  Name ; 
Or  clfe  their  ftubborn  Rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  Sh^ame. 

8  Then  (hall  t^e  Nations  know   ' 

That  glorious  dreadful  Word, 
JEHOKAH^S^  %  Nam.e  aione,    ^     ?'  ? 


U,l^^^  G4  PSALM 


3146  PSALM    LXXXIV^    : 

PSALM  Z^.    FirfiFa^t.    Long  Metre. 

The  Fleafure  of  Public  Worjhip. 

1  tJOW  pleafant,  how  divinely  fair, 
•■'  -^  O  Lord  of  Hofts,  thy  Dwellings  are  L 
With  longDefire  my  Spirit  faints, 
To  meet  th'  AiTemblies  of  thy  Saints. 

a  My  Flefh  would  reft  in  thine  Abode, 
My  panting  Heai  t  cries  ouC  for  G  G  D' ; 
My  G  O  D  !  my  King  !  why  fliould  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  Joys  and  Thee  ? 

3  The  Sparrow  chufes  where  to  reft, 
And  for  her  Young  provides  her  Nell  > 
But  will  my  G  O  D  to  Sparrows  grant 
That  Pleafure  which  his  Children  want  ? 

4  Bleft  are  the  Snints  who  fit  on  high, 
Around  thy  Throne  of  Majefly  j 
The  brightefl  Glories  fhine  above. 
And  all  their  VVoik  is  Praife  and  Love: 

5  Bicft  are  the  Souls  that  find  a  Place 
Within  the  Temple  of  thy  Graces 
There  they  behold  thy  gefttler  Rays, 
And  feek  thy  Face^  and  learn  thy  Praife. 

6  Klefl  are  the  Men  whofe  Hearts  are  fet 
To  find  the  Way  to  Siotiz  Gate  j   .  .        . 

G  O  D  is  their  -Strength  ;  and  thro' the  Jio^'d 
They  lean  upon  their  Helper,  GOD. 
y  Chearful  they  walk  with  growing  Strength, 
'Till  rtll  fliall  meet  in  Heav'n  at  length, 
'Till  all  before  thy  Face  appear. 
And  join  in  nobler  Worfhip  there. 

PSALM  8^.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
GOD  and  his  Church  j  or,  Grace  and  Glory, 
z  p  R  E  A  T  G  O  D,  attend  while  Stan  fings 
^^  The  Joy  that  from  thy  Prefence  fprings , 

To  fpend  one  Day  with  Thee  on  Earth 
Exceeds  a  thoufand  Days  of  Mirth.     "     * 
^  /'.    .  z  Might 


P  S  A  H  M    tXXXlt.  147 

a  Might  I  enjoy  the  meaneft  Place 

Within  thy'Houfe,  O  GOD  of  (5^race, 
Not  Tents  of  Eafe,  nor  Thrones  of  Pow'r, 
Slioukt  tempt  my  Feet  to  leave  thy  Door, 

3  O  O  D  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  Day  ; 
GOD  is  our  Shield,  he  guards  our  Way 
From  all  th'  Affaults  of  Hell  and  Sin, 
From  Foes  without,  and  Foes  within. 

4  All  needful  Grace  will  GOD  beftow. 
And  crown  that  Grace  with  Glory  too  5 
He  gives  us  all  Things,  and  vvith-hoids 
No  real  Good  from  upright  Souls. 

5  O  G  O  D,   our  King,  vi  hofe  fov'reign  SWay 
The  glorious  Ho-fts  of  Heaven  obey, 

And  Devils  at  thy  Prefenceflee  j 
Bleftis  the  Man  that  trufts  in  1  hce, 

PSALM  64.  ^v.  I,  4,  1,  3,  10,    Paraphrafed 
in  Commoii  Metre. 

Delight  in  Ordinances  efWorJbip ;  or,  GOD  pfji/sni 

in  hij  Churches. 
I  A^V  ^ouT,  h-ew  lovely  is  the  Place 
^^^    To  vi'hich  thy  GOD  reforts  > 
'Tis  Heaven  to  fee  jhis  fmiJing  Face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  Courts 
a  There  the  great  Monarch  of  ih&  Skifif 
His  laving  PowV  -difplay«. 
And  Light  breaks  in  upon  our  Eye?, 
With  kind  and-qukk'jning  Rays. 

3  With  hi€  rich  Gifts  the=heay'nly  Doi^f 

Defceijds,  ^iid  fills  tiie  Place, 
Whik  Cbr0  r.ev;eals  hie  wdndYcais  L^y^e, 
And  &ed  s  abroad  hi$  43ra«c5 . 

4  There,  raighty  GOD,  t>.y  VY.orJiB  Jed^;^ 

The  Secrete  of  thy  Will  ^ 
And  ftill  w:€  leek  thy  Mcrey  tJhere^ 
Aiid  fin^  thy  Pjaifes  ftiii, 

^5  f  A  U  5  E. 


348  PSALM    tXXXIV. 

PAUSE. 

5  My  Heart  and  Flefti  cry  out  for  Thee, 

While  far  from  thine  Abode  ; 
\Vhen  (hall  I  tread  thy  Courts,  and  fee 
My  Saviour,  and  my  GOD. 

6  The  Sparrow  builds  herfelf  a  Neft, 

And  fuffers  do  Remove  j 
O  m  ke  me,  hke  the  Sparrows,  bleft. 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 

7  To  fit  one  Day  beneath  thine  Eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  Voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  Eteinity 
Employ'd  in  carnal  Joys. 

8  Lord  at  thy  Thrtfhold  I  would  wait 

While  J  E  S  US  is  within, 
Rather  than  fill  a  Throne  of  State, 

Or  live  in  Tents  of  Sin. 
5  Could  I  command  the  fpacious  Land, 

And  the  rwore  boundlefs  Sea, 
For  one  bleft  Hour  at  thy  Right  Hand, 

I'd  give  them  both  away. 

P  S  A  L  M   84.    As  the  i4»tb.PfaliiL 

Longing  for  the  Houfe  of  God. 

J  T   ORD  of  the  Worlds  above, 
^     How  pleafant  and  how  fair 
The  Dwellings  of  thy  Love, 
Thy  earthly  Temples  are  ; 
To  thine  Abode 
My  Heart  afpirrs, 
With  warm  Defires 
To  fee  my  GOD. 
h  The  Spa-rrow  for  her  Young, 
With  Pleafitre  feeks  a  Neft, 
And  w  and'ring  Swallows  long 
Xo  find  thcii  wojited  Reft  j 


My 


PSALM    LXXXm  to 

My  Spirit  faints 

With  equal  Zeal 

To  rife  and  dwell 

Among  thy  Saints. 
3  O  happy  Souls  that  pray, 
Where  GOD  appoints  to  hear! 
O  happy  Men  that  pay 
Their  conftant  Service  there i 

They  praife  Thee  ftill  3 

And  happy  they 

That  love  the  Way 

To  SioK's  Hill. 
4.  They  go  from  Strength  to  Strength^* 
Through  this  dark  Vale  of  Tears> 
*rill  each  arrives  at  length, 
'Till  each  in  Heav'n  appears ; 

0  glorious  Seat, 
When  G  O  D  CjUr  King 
Shall  thither  bring 

Our  willing  Feet  I 

PAUSE. 
5  To  fpend  one  facred  Day, 
Where  GOD  and  Saints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  Joy 
Than  thoufand  Days  befids. 
Where  GOD  rcfoits, 

1  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  Door 
Than  (hine  in  Courts, 

€  G  O  D  is  our  Sun  and  Shield, 
Our  Light  and  our  Defence  j 
With  Gifts  his  Hands  are  fill'd. 
We  draw  our  Bleffings  thence  j 

HeftiaUbeftow 

On  Jacob's  Race 

Peculiar  Grace, 

And  Q lory  too. 

oe  jTbg 


ICO  P  S  A  L  M    LKXXVe 

7  The  Lord  his  People  loves  j 
His  Hand  no  Good  with-holds  , 
From  thofe  his  Heart  approves^ 
From  pure  and  pious  ^uuls  : 

Thrice  happy  he,- 

O  GOP.,ot'moftf»: 

Whcfe  Spirit  truft* 

Alone  in  'J  hee. 

PSALM    85/  '  V.'  i-i^i*  .i=V/  Par/* 
Waiting  for  an  Avfnver  wPifyyef ;  or.,  •J>4li'Vf  ranee 

begun  and  ccfnpJ^ied, 

:   T    O  R  T^^Wwu  haft  call'd  thy  GtaT^  \o  M^nch 
^■^     Thoirtf^ftrevc-rs'd  cur  heavy  tboril; 
So  G  O  D  forgave  v^'hfen  i/>V/finil'd,    ' 
And  brought  his  vrasd^iing  CapWvtSi  Hbtiie. 

i.  '3  hcu  haft  begun  ta  let  \\i  free, 
And  made  thy  fii*rcelt  U'rarh  abate  : 
N-.w  let  cur  Hearts  be  turnM  toThte, 
And  thy  Sah  aticn  be  ec^mplete. 

j  Revive  our  dying  Graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  Saintfe  in  Thee  lejoice  j 
Make  known  thy  Titith,  fulfil  thy  Wwd  i 
We  wait  for  Praife  to  tune  our  Voice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  GOD  will  fay  ; 
He'ii  (peak,  and  give  his  People  Peace  j 
But  let  them  »un  no  more  aftray, 
Left  his  returr-ing  Wrath  increafe. 

PSALM   %^,  nj.  ^,  he.    HtcOfid  VarU 
S^lt'atid?!.  by  Chi  HI". 
i  <^ALVATION  is  lor  ever  nigh 

*^  The  Souls  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord  j 

And  Grace  dtfcending  from  on  higli 

Frt/h  Hopes  of  Gloiy  (ball'-affbi d. 
%  Met  cy  and  Truth  on  Earth  are  met, 

5iiicc  Cbnf  the  Lord  caitt?  d«iWftiron>JIeav*ni 


PSALM    LXXXVII.  ^« 

By  bis  Obedience  foeoraplete, 
Juftieeis  pleai'd,  and  Peace  is  giv*n. 

3  Now  Truth  and  Honour  fiiall  abound, 
Reljgian  dwell  on  Eanh  again, 

And  heav'niy  In^u'nce.blefs  tihe  Ground^ 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  Reign. 

4  His  Righteoufnefa  is  gon^  before. 
To  give  us  free  Accef^  to  Qod  5 

Our  wandYing  Feet  Oiall  dray  no  more. 
But  mark  his  St^ps,  and  keep  the  Roado 

PSALM  §^.    'V.  8— i3v  ; 
Agen^erdi  Sing  if  Praife  to  GOD. 
I    AMONG  rhi^  Princes,  earthly  Cods, 
^^   There's  none  hath  Pow'r  divine  ; 
Nor  is  tiVeir  Naftti*^,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  Vs  orks  like  thine. 
%  The  Natkfns  thcii  hail  made,  Ihall  brin^ 
Their  Off 'rings  round  thy  Throne  : 
For  thou  alone  <f oft  wond'rous  Things, 
For  thou  art  G  OD  alone. 

3  Loid  I  wovild  walk  with  holy  Feet  j 

Teach  methine  he^v'nly  Ways, 
And^  my  poor  fcatter'd  Thoughts  unitfej 
In  GOD  my  Father's  Praife. 

4  Great  is  thy  Mercy,  and  my  Tofigue 

Shall th'oftr^eat  Wonders  tell, 

Ho\*  by  thy  G;  ace  my  fmkmg  Soul 

Rofe  from  the  Djeepsof^  Hell. 

:h  .        ?  S.  A  L  M.  Zf. 
^he  Church  ibe  Birth -pk^e  of  the  Samts-j  ©1*,  }«w« 

Hfrd^^tmiks-tOikedta  t^e  Chrijlian  Church, 
J  /^  O  D  irl  hi^  earthi'y  TempBe  lays 
^^  FourtdairoiTs  for  his  heav'nly'Pr'ailfe  ; 
He  likes 'the  Tents  of  Jacob-  well, 
But  ftiil  in  $m  I'orti  Wr  dw?!. 


i^-  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

a  His  Mercy  vifrts  evVy  Honfe 
That  pay  their  Night  and  Morning  Vowsj 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  Stay 
Where  Churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray. 

3  What  (Jlories  were  defcrib'd  of  old  ? 
What  Wonders  are  of  Sion  told  ? 
Thou  City  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  Fame  fhall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know, 

4  ^SyP^  ^"^  T^r^*  and  Greek  and  ^^oc, 
Shall  there  begin  their  Lives  anew  j 
Angels  and  Men  fhall  joiH  to  fing 
The  Hill  where  living  Waters  fpring, 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  laft  Account 
Of  Natives  in  his  holy  Mount, 
'Tvt'jll  be  an  Honour  to  appear 

As  one  new-born,  or  nourifii'd  there. 

PSALM  89.   FirJI  Part.  Long  Metre* 

Tbf  Covenant  made  ivith  Chriftj    or,  Tiie  trui 
David. 

i  Tp  O  R  ever  fhall  my  Song  record 
■^     The  Truth  and  Mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 
Mercy  and  Truth  for  ever  fland 
Like  Hf  av'n,  eftablifh'd  by  his  Hand. 

4  «<  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fware,  and  faid, 
<«  With  Thee  my  Covenant  firfl  is  made 
<*  In  Thee  fhall  dying  Sinners  live, 
««  Glory  and  Grace  are  thine  to  give. 

^  «  Be  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Prieftj 

:    «*  Thy  Children  fhall  be  ever  bleft  ; 

<<  Thou  art  my  chofen  King  j  thy  Throne 
•»  Shall  fland  eternal  like  my  own. 

4.  «  There's  none  of  all  my  Sons  above 
«  So  much  my  Image  or  my  Love  j . 
«*  Celeftial  Pow'rs  thy  Subjei^ls  are> 

t   «<  Then  what  can  Earth  to  Th<e  compare  r 

S  David 


PSALM    LXXXIX.  ts^ 

!  I  **  Da'vid,  my  Sf  rvant,  whom  I  chofe 
**  To  guard  my  Flock,  to  crufh  my  Foes, 
*'  And  rais'd  him  to  the  7^w//^  Throne, 
"  Was  hut  a  Shadow  of  my  Son." 
6  Now  let  the  Church  rejoice  and  fmg 
j<£^C/^  her  Saviour  and  her  King  J 
Angels  his  heav'nly  Wonders  fhow, 
And  Saints  declare  his  Works  below. 

P  S  A  L  M    89.   Firfl  Part,    Common  Metre, 

rheFaitbfulnefs  of  GOD. 
3   V/f  Y  never  ceafmg  Songs  fhall  fhow 
*^^    ;T.he  Mercies  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  make  fucceeding  Ages  know 
How  faithful  is  his  Word, 
a  The  facred -Truths  his  Lips  pronounce 
Shall  firm  as  Heav'n  endure : 
And  if  he  fpeak  a  Promife  once, 
Th'eternal  Grace  is  fure. 

3  How  long  the  Race  of  Da^vU  held 

The  promised  Jeivt/h  Throne  ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  Covenant  feal'd 
To  Da^id-s  greater  Son. 

4  His  Seed  for  ever  ihall  pcffefs 

A  Throne  above  the  Skies  j 
The  meaneft  Subje^s  of  his  Grace 
■'•    Shall  to  that  Glory  rife.  ' 

3  Lord  GOD  of  Hofts,  thy  wond'rous  Ways 
Are  fung  by  Saints  above  ; 
And  Saints  on  Earth  their  Honours  raife 
To  thy  unchanging  Love.  ^ 

P  A  S  L  M  89.  1;.  7,  Sec,  Second  ParU 

The  Power  md MajeJIy  of  GOD  i  or,  Re'verential 
Worfhip. 

3  tX^ITH  Reverence  let  the  Saints  appear/ 
'  '^     And  bow  before  the  Lord^ 


154  f  S  A  L  M    LXXXJX. 

His  high  Commands  vrith  Rev'rence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  Word, 
a  How  terrible  thy  Glories  be  ! 

How  bright  thine  Armies  (hine  ' 
Where  is  the  PowV  that  vies  with  Thee  t 
Or  Truth  compar'd  with  thine  ? 

3  The  Northirn  Pole,   and  Southern,  reft 

On  thy  fupporting  Hand  j 
Da!  knefs  and  Day,  trom  Ea/f  to  ff^ejf, 
Move  roond  at  thy  Cortjimnd.' 

4  Tliy  Words  tlie  raging  Wind  Gontroul, 

And  rule  the  boilt'rous  Deep  ; 
Thou  mak'li  the  fleeping  Bdlows  roll, 
The  rolling  Biilcws  fleep. 
3  Heay'n,  Earth  and  Air,  and  Sea  are  thine, 
ArKl  the  dark  Worid  oi  Heil; 
How  did  thine  Arm  in  Vengeance  ftiin*. 
When  Egypt  durii  rebel  ! 
6  Juftice  and  Judgment  are  thy  Throne, 
Yet  wond'r®as  is  thy  Grace  ; 
While  Truth  and  Meicy,  joi«'4  in  Ofie, 
Invite  tts  aeai*  thy  Face. 

P  3  A  L  M  85.  ♦z/.  15,  &c.    Thrd  Part, 

A  bhjfed  Cofpeh 

1  T>  L  E  S  T  are  the  Souls  that  hear  and  kaowr 
■^     The  Gofpel's  )<>ytui  Sound  j 
Peace  (hall  attend  the  Paihs  they  go, 
And  Light  their  Steps  furround. 
%  Their  Joy  fhall  bear  their  Spirilfr  up. 
Through  their  Redeemer's  Name  j 
His  Righ'tecuikefs  exaits  their  Hopie, 
Nor  Satan  daree  condemn. 
3  The  Lord  oor  Glory  awd  D)ef^nce, 
Strength  and  Sahatfon  gives  j 
ifr'Af  thy  King  fer  ever  rHgns, 
TlivGOD  Idp <vef  liva. 

PSALM 


H 


T  S  A  L  M  2^.  v.  19,  &c*    Fourth  Paru- 

ChrillV  Mediatorial  Kingc!9m  ;  or.  Hit  di'vim  and 

human  Naturt* 

EAR  what  the  Lcrd  in  Vlfion  faid. 

And  made  his  Mercy  known  5 

"  Sinners,  behold,  your  Help  is  laid 

*'  On  my  Almighty  Son.* 
Behold  the  Man  my  Wifdom  chofe 

Among  your  mortal  Racej  ^ 
His  Head  my  holy  Oil  o'erftows, 

The  Spiiit  of  my  Grace. 
High  Ihall  he  reign  on  Da'vid"&  Throne, 

My  People's  better  King ; 
My  Arm  fhall  beat  his  Rivals  down. 
And  ftill  new  Subj€6ls  bring, 

4  My  Truth  ftiall  guard  him  in  his  Way, 

With  Mercy  by  his  Side, 
While  m  my  Name  through  Earth  aud  Sea 
He  fhall  in- Triumph  ride.  ^' 

5  Me  for  his  Father,  and  his  God,  /" 

He  fhall  for  ever  own. 
Call  me  his  Rock,-  his  high  Abode, 
And  I'll  fupport  my  Son. 
€  My  firft-born  Son  array 'd  in  Grace,  ' 

At  my  Right-hand  (hail  fit  j 
Beneath  him  Angels  know  their  Place, 
And  Monarchs  at  his  Feet. 
7  My  Covenant  ftands  for  .ever  faft, 
My  Promifes  are  ftrong; 
Firm  as  the  Heav'ns  his  Throne  fliall  laft, 
His  Seed  endure  as  long. 

PSALM     2g.  'V.  30,  &c.     Fifth  Part. 
The  Co'venant  of  Grace  unchangeahk  \  or,  Aj^i^tion 

ijuitbout  RejeSion. 
1  Y  E  T  (faith  the  Lord)  if  Da'iiid^i  Race, 
*     ThfiCiiildren  of  my  Son, 

Should 


i5«  TSAhM    LXXXIX. 

Should  break  my  Laws,  abufe  my  Grace, 

And  tempt  mine  Anger  down, 
a  Their  ^ins  lil  vifit  with  a  Rod, 

And  make  their  Folly  fmait  j 
But  rll  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 

Nor  from  Iny  Truth  depart. 

3  My  Covenant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 
'     But  keep  my  Grace  in  Mind  J 

And  what  eternal  Love  hath  fpoke. 
Eternal  Truth  (hall  bind. 

4  Once  havel  fworn  (I  need  no  more) 

And  pledged  my  Holinefs, 
To  feal  the  facred  Promife  furc 
To  D^a/#Wand  his  Race. 

5  The  Sun  IbaM  fee  his  Offspring  rife. 

And  (pread  from  Sea  to  Sea,  >.)'■' 

Long  as  he  travels  round  the  Skies  '  '• 

To  give  the  Nations  Day. 
4  Sure  as  the  Moon  that  rules  the  Night, 
His  Kingdom  ihall  endure,  ■ 
*TiIl  the  fix'd  Laws  of  Shade  and  Light 
Shall  be  obferv'd  no  more.      -  <.1:  >  -      A 
•.    r">  n-iU  o        ■ ; 
r  S  A  L  M  fj.  V.  47»  &e»    Siktb  Parf, 
^ong  Metre,     j  - 
Mortality  and  Heft* 
A  Funeral  Pfalm. 
I  TJE MEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  State, 
•*^    How  frail  our  Life,  how  Ihort  the  JDate ! 
Where  is  the  Man  tlpat  draws  his  Breatii; 
Safe  from  Difeafe,  fecure  from  Death  ? 
a  Lord,  while  we  fee  whole  Nations  die,j 
Our  Flefh  and  Senfe  repine  and  cry, 
••  Muft  Death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  1      ,; 
"  Or  haft  thou  made  Mankind  in  y aiA?'J 
3  Where  is  thy  Promife  to  the  Juft  ? 

Arc  not  thy  Servants  turned  to  Dull? 
)>.)  A  :  But 


Pis  AL  M    LXXXIX.  »ji 

But  Faith  forbids  thefe  mournful  Sigltl, 
And  fees  the  ileeping  Duft  arife. 
4.  That  glorious  Hour,  that  dreadful  Day, 
Wipes  the  Reproach  of  Saints  away. 
And  clears  the  Honour  of  thy  Word  ; 
Awake  our  Souls,  and  blcfs  the  Lord. 

P  $  A  L  M  «9,  a;.  47,  &c.  laft  Part,  As  tht  1 1 3th 

Pfalm. 

Lifii  Death y  and  the  Refur region. 

1  rp  H I N  K,  mighty  GOD,  on  feeble  Man  j 
•*-    How  few  his  Hours  I  how  fliort  his  S^n  I 

Short  from  the  Cradle  to  the  Grave  •• 
"Who  can  fecure  his  vital  Breath 
Againft  the  bold  Demands  of  Death, 
Wi.h  Skill  to  fty,  or  Pow'r  to  fave  ? 
a  Lord,  fhaH  it  be  for  ever  faid, 
**  The  Race  of  Man  was  only  made 

««  FofiSfcknefi,  Sorrow,  andtheDuft!" 
Are  not  thy  Servants,  Day  by  Day, 
Sent  to  their  Graves,  and  turn'd  to  Clay  ? 
Lorti,  Where's  thy  Kindi>els  to  the  JufI? 

3  Has  thou  not  promised  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  Seed,  a  heav'nly  Crown  ? 

But  Flefh  and  Senfe  indulge  Defpair  \ 
For  ever  bleffcrf  be  the  Lord, 
That'F^fh  can  read  his  holy  Word, 

And  find  a  Refurreftion  there* 

4  For  ever  blifled  be  the  Lord, 

Who  gives  his  Saints  a  long  Rewnrd, 

For.ftU  their  Toil;  Reproach  and  Pain  5 
let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Jfiin  to  proclaim  thy  viond'rous  Love,  '      ' 

PSALM 


Man  Mortal,  and  God  ^tfimal. 
A  mournful  Son^  at  a  Funeral. 
'  T"3,^^GH  every  Age,  eternal  GO Q, 

^  ■  t.  •*^^^^^"  ^'"^  °"^'  ^«ft»  our  fafe  Abode  : 
.    giilhwas  thy  Throne  e'-erHe^v'n  was  in:i^^  . 

Or  Earth,  thy  humble  Footllool',  laid.  ' 
a  Long  hadit  thou  reign'd,  e'er  Time  began. 

Or  Duft  was  a/hion'd  to  ^  Man^ 

And  long  thy  Kingdom  fflall  endure; 

When  Earth  and  Time  fliali  be  no  rnQtSj,  f\  , 

3  But  Man,  weak  Man,  is  born  to  die,        ^ 
Made^p  of  Guilt  and  Vanity  :    •     ; 

Thy  dreadful  Sentence,  I,ord,  was  juft,      r 
Return  ye^  Sinner  jy  to  your  DuJI. 

4  [A  Thoufand  of  our  Years  amqunt 
Scarce  to  a  Day  in  thine  Account. 
Like  Yefterday's  departed  Light, 
Or  the  laft  Watch  of  ending  NightO 

PAUSE.. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  Stream, 
Sweeps  U3  a\yay  j  our  Life's  a  Drpam  j 
An  empty  Tale  j  a  Morning  Flow'r, 

Cut  dowfj  and  wither 'd  in  an  Hour.  .  . 

i  [Our  Age  to  feveuty  Y^ars  is  iet  j  ^  , 

How  ftiort  the  Term  !  How  frail  the  SUt9  M 
And  it  to  Eighty  vve  arrive,  ,.  ; , 
We  rather  figh  and  groan,  th?n  live. 

7  But  O  !  how  oft  thy  Wrath  appear?, 
And  cuts  off  our  expelled  Years  ! 
Thy  Wrath  awakes  oyr  humble  Drea(|: 
We  fear  that  Pow'r  that  Itrikes  us  dead.}  . 

8  Teach  us,  .04H<3^"d,   h^»w  frail  is  Man«        ' 
And  kindly  lengtl,i»en  out  our  Sp-<i),. 

'Till  a  wife  Care  of  Piety 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  Thee. 

PSALM 


•    #4  A-^L-^-M    Xd  x^^ 

!►  S  A  LM^o-  *c' ^^ --^ .' Ffr/  Part  Com.  Metre. 

Ma«  Frteff,  cHrd'GoA  Eternal, 
«  Y^  UR  eOD,  our  Help  in  Ages  paft, 
S^    Our  Hope  tor  Years  to  come, 
CHir  Shaker  from  the  ftorrayBlaft,  \ 

And  cur  eternal  Hofne, 

2  ^jtrfkr  the  Shadow  of  thy  Tbrone 

.  'thy  Saints  have  dwelt  fec«re  j 
Sufficient  is  thi»«  Arm  alone. 
And  our  Defence  is  fiare. 

3  Before  the  Hills  in  Order  flood. 

Or  Earth  received  her  Frame, 
From  Everiafting  thou  art  GOD, 

To  endlefs  Years  the  fame. 
4-  Thy  Word  commands  our  Flefh  to  Dufl, 

Return  ye  Sons  of  Men  : 
All  Nations  rofe  from  Earth  at  firft, 

And  turn  to  Earth  again. 

5  A  thoufand  Ages,  in  thy  Sight 

Are  like  an  Ev'ning  gone  j 
Short  as  the  AVatch  that  ends  the  Night 
Before  the  rifmg  Sun. 

6  [The  bufy  Tribes  of  Flefli  and  Blood, 

With  all  their  Lives  and  Cares, 
Are  carried  downwards  by  the  Flood, 
And  loft  in  following  Years. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  Stream, 

Bears  all  its  Sons  away  : 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  Dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  Day. 

8  Like  flow'ry  Fields  the  Nations  fland 

Pleas'd  with  the  Morning-Light ; 
The  Flow'rs,  beneath  the  Mower's  Hand, 
Lie-with'ring  e'er  "'tis  Night.] 

9  Our  GOD,  our  Help  in  Ag€s  pafr. 

Our  Hope  for  Years  to  come  j 
JJe  thou  our  Guard  while  Troubles  laft. 
And  our  etermi  HaraC;, 

PSALM 


t6#  P  S  A  L  M    XC. 

PSALM  90.  w.  8,  II,  9,  TO,  1%.  Second? Art, 

Common  Metre. 
Infirmities  and  Mortality  the  EffeEl  of  Stn%   6r, 

Ij/>,  Old  Age^  and  Preparation  for  Death, 
iT   ORD,   if  thine  Eyes  furvey  our  Faults, 
■*-'    And  .  Juftice  grows  fevere, 
ThydreadtuI  Wrath  exceeds  our  Thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  Fear, 
ft  Thine  Anger  turns  our  Frarhe  to  Duft, 
By  one  Offence  to  Thee, 
Adanti  with  all  his  Sons,  have  loft 
Their  Immortality. 

3  Life,  like  a  vain  Amufement  flies, 

A  Fable  or  a  Song  ; 
By  f  A'ift  Degrees  our  Nature  dies, 
Nor  can  cur  Joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  bat  a  few  whofe  Days  amount 

To  threercore  Years  and  ten  ; 
And  all  beyond  that  (hort  Account 
Is  Sorrow,  Toil  and  Pain. 

5  [Our  Vitals  with  laborious  Strife 

Bear  up  the  crazy  Load, 
And  drag  thofe  poor  Remains  of  Life 
Along  the  tirefome  Road.] 

6  Almighly  GOD,  reveal  thy  Love, 

And  not  thy  Wrath  alone  ; 
Oh  !   let  our  fweet  Experience  prove 
The  Mercies  of  thy  Throne. 

7  Our  Souls  would  learn  the  heav'nly  Art 

T'  improve  the  Hours  we  have. 
That  we  may  aft  the  wifer  Part, 
And  live  beyond  the  Grave. 

PSALM  90.  *v.  1  J,  &c.  Third  Fart.  Corn.  Metre, 

Breathing  after  Ueanjen. 

\  T^ETURN,  O  GOD  of  Love,  return; 
•^-^    Earth  is  a  tirefome  Place  r 

Hovi^ 


P  SAL  M    XC.  Mj 

•i::v  How  long  fliall  we,  thy  GhiWren,  mQCm  . 

Our  Abfence  from  thy  Face  ? 
,,f  Let  H€av'n  fHCceed  our  painful  Years, 
,/   Let  Sin  and  Sorrow  ceafe, 
And  in  Proportion  to  our  Tears, 
So  make  our  joys  increafe. 
\  Thy  Wonders  to  thy  Servants  fliow. 
Make  thy  own  V»ork  complete, 
The^n  (hall  our  Souls  thy  Glory  knowp 
And  own  thy  Lore  was  great. 
4.  Then  (hall  we  (hine  before  thy  Throne 
In  all'thy  Beauty,  Lord  j 
And  the  poor  Service  we  have  done 
Meet  a  divine  Reward. 

P  S  A  L  M  90.  v.  5. 10.  li.  Short  Metre, 
The  Frailty  and  Sbortnefs  of  Life, 

iT  OR  P,  what  a  feeble  Piece 
*-'    Is  this  our  mortal  Frame  V 
Our  Life,  how  poor  a  Trifle  'tis. 
That  fcarce  deferves  the  Name. 
a  Alas,  the  brittle  Clay 

That  built  our  Body  firft  ! 
And  every  Month  and  every  Day 
'Tis  mould'ring  back  to  Duft. 

3  Our  Moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  our  Minutes  ftay ; 
Juft  like  a  Flood,  our  hafty  Days 
Are  fweepingus  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  Days  muft  fly. 

We  11  keep  their  End  in  Sight, 
We'll  fpend  them  all  in  Wifdom's  Wayg 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  Flight. 
J  They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 
This  Life's  tempeftuous  Sea  ; 
Soon  we  fliall  reach  the  peaceful  Shore 
Of  bleft  Eternitj, 

PSALM 


t6z  •?  S  A  L  M    XCI. 

f  B  A  L  M  91.    <v.  1—7.  Firjf  P^?, 
Saftfiy  in  public  Difeafes  and  Dangers. 

1  TJE  that  hath  made  his  Refuge  GOD, 
^■*-  Shall  find  a  moft  fecure  Abo:3e  ; 
Shall  walk  all  Day  beneath  his  Shade, 
And  there  at  Night  (hall  reft  his  Head. 

a  Then  will  I  iay,  "My  GOD,  thy  PowY 
**  Sl^Ml  be  ray  Fortrefs  and  my  Tow'r : 
"  I  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  Duft, 
«*  Make  thine  Almighty  Arm  my  Truft/* 

3  Thrice  happy  Man!  thy  Maker's  Care 
Shall  keep  Thee  from  the  Fowler's  Snare, 
Satan  the  Fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  Souls  a  thoufand  Ways. 

4,  Juft  as  a  Hen  protects-  her  Bix>ad,  Z  q 

From  Birds  of  Prey  that  feek  their  Blood, 
Under  her  Feathers,  fo  the  Lord 
Makes  his  own  Aim  his  People's  Guard.  • 

5  If  burning  Beams  of  Noon  confpire 
To  dart  a  peftilentialFire, 

GOD  is  their  Life,  his  Wings  are  fpread 
Tofhield  them  with  an  healthful  Shade. 

6  If  Vapours  with  malignant  Breath 

Rife  thick,  and  fcatter  Midnight  Death  j 
IJr^el  is  fafe:  The^poifon'd  Air 
Grow's  pure,  xi  lfr"eV%  GOD  be  there. 
PAUSE, 

7  What  though  a  thoufand  at  thy  Side, 
At  thy  right  Hand  ten  thoufand  dy'd. 
Thy  GOD  his  chofen  People  faves 
Amongft  the  Dead,  amidft  the  Graves. 

8  So  when  he  fent  his  Angels  down 
To  make  his  Wrath  in  Egypt  known  ; 
And  flew  their  Sons,  his  careful  Eye 
Paft  all  the  Doors  of  Jacoh  by. 

9  But  if  the  Fi're,  or  Plague,  or  Sword, 
Receive  Commiflzon  from  the  Lord, 

To 


Y 


PSALM    XCf .  til 

To  ftrikc  his  Saints  among  the  reft. 
Their  very  Pains  and  Deaths  are  bleft. 
50  The  Sword,  the  Peftilence,  or  Fire, 
Shall  l>ut  fulfil  their  beft  Defire  j 
From  Sins  and  Sorrows  fet  them  free. 
And  bring  thy  Children,  Lord,  to  Thee. 

PSALM  ^T,    «z/.  9— 16.     Second  Pari. 
Frate^ion  from  Death,   Guard  of  Angels,  Vi^ory 
and  Deli'verance, 
E  Sons  of  Men,  a  feeble  Race, 
Exposed  to  every  Snare  ; 
Come,  m:^ke  the  Lord  your  Dwelling-plac«, 
And  try  and  truft  his  Care. 
s  No  111  (hall  enter  where  you  dwell  j 
Or  if  the  Plague  come  nigh, 
And  fweep  the  Wicked  down  to  Hellj 
'Twill  raife  his  Saints  on  high. 

3  He'll  give  his  Angels  Charge  to  keep 

Your  Feet  in  all  your  Ways  5 
To  watch  your  Pillow  while  you  fleep,' 
And  guard  your  happy  Days. 

4  Their  Hands  Ihall  bear  you,  left  you  fall 

And  dalh  againft  the  Stones  : 

Are  they  not  Servants  at  his  CaU, 

And  fent  t' attend  his  Sons  ? 

5  Adders  and  Lions  ye  fliall  tread} 

The  Tempter's  Wiles  defeat } 
He  that  hath  broke  the  Serpent's  Head, 
Puts  him  beneath  your  Feet. 

6  **  Becanfe  on  me  they  fet  their  Love, 

"  I'il  fave  them  (faith  the  Lord) 
**  I'll  bear  their  joyful  Souls  above 
"  Deftru6llon  and  the  Sword. 

7  "  My  Grace  fhall  anfwer  when  they  call  s 

"  In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  : 
«  My  Pow'r  fliall  help  'em  when  they  fall, 
^'  And  raifcih^m  when  they  die. 

H  8  "Thofe 


*«4  PS  AIL  M    XCIL 

3  "  Tbofe'diat  on  Earth  my  Name  have  known, 
"  Til  honour  them  in  Heav'n; 
*'  There  my  Salvation  (hali  be  (hown, 
"  And  endkfeLife  be  giv'n.'* 

F  S  A  L  M   92.    Tirji  Part, 
A  Pfdimfar  tbt  Lord's  Day^ 

7.  C  WEE  T  is  the  Work,  my  GOD,  m^y  King, 
•^  To  praifethy  Name,  give  Thanks    nd/ingi 
Tofhew  thy  Love  by  Morning  I  ghf, 
Aad  talk  of  all  thy  Truth  at  Night. 

■z  S^eet  is  the  Day  of  facreJ  Relt, 
No  mortal  Cares  fhall  feize  my  Breajft^ 
O  may  my  Heart  in  Tune  be  found, 
Like  Daxid's  Harp  of  foJemn  Sound  ! 

3  My  Heart  ft-rJl  tiiumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bltrfs  his  Works,  and  blefs  hi>  Word  ; 
Thy  Works  of  Grace  how  bright  they  (hine!; 
How  deep  thy  Counfels !  how  divine  I 

^    Fools  nevtr  raife  their  Thoughts  fo  high  ; 
Like  Brutes  they  live,  like  Brutes  they  die  j 
Like  Grafs  they  flouridi,  till  thy  Breath 
Bhfts  them  in  everialting  Death.  ; 

,  5  But  I  fliall  (hare  a  glorious  Part 

When  Grace  hath  well  refin'd  ray  Heart, 
And  fiefh  Supplies  of  Joy  are  fhcd. 
Like  holy  Oil,  to  chear  my  Head. 

6  Sin  (my  worft  Enemy  betore) 
Shall  vex  my  Eyes  and  Ears  no  more; 
My  inward  Foes  fliall  all  be  flain, 
Nor  Sa'an  break  my  Peace  again. 

7  Then  (h?\\  I  fee,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  defir'd  or  wifli'd  below  ; 
And  ev'ry  Pow'r  find  fweet  Employ 
Jn  that  eternal  World  of  Joy. 

PSAL 


PSALM    XCm.  i€4 

PSAjLM  9a.  stf.iz.^Scc.  Sec(md Pari^ 
The  Cbur&h  is  the  Garden  of  God. 
X  T    O.RO,  'tis  a  pleafant  Thing  to  ftanxi 
'    '*-*  In  Gardens  planted  by  tkine  Handj 

JLet  me  within  thy  Courts  be  feen 

Like  a  young  Cedar ,  frefli  and  green. 
z  There  grow  thy  Saints  in  Faith  and  Lo^e, 

Bleft  with  thiine  Infi'ence  from  above  j 

Not  Lebanon,  with  ail  its  Trees, 
'    Yields  fuch  a  comely  Sight  as  thefe. 
y  l^he  Plants  of  Grace  ikall  ever  Jive  -, 

?Jature  decays,  but  Grace  mud  thrive) 
ime,  that  doth  all  Things  eife  impair. 
Still  makes  them  flourifh  ftrong  and  fair. 
4  Laden  with  Fruits  of  Age,  they  fhew 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  true : 
>Ione  that  attend  his  Gates,  fiiall  find 
A  G  O  D  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

f  S  A  L  M  93.  ift  Metre,  as  the  100th  Pfalm, 

The  Eternal  and  Sonjtreign  God. 
4  TEH  O  V  AH  reigns  :   He  dwells  in  Light, 

J   Girded  with  Majefty  and  Might  i 

The  World  created  by  his  Hands 

Still  on  it3  firft  Foundation  ftands. 
a  But  e'er  this  fpacious  World  was  made, 

Or  had  its  firft  Foundations  laid. 

Thy  Throne  eternal  Ages  ftood, 

Thyfelf  the  ever-lining  GOD, 

3  Like  Floods  the  angry  Nations  rife, 
And  aim  their  Rage  againft  the  Skies  5 
Vain  Floods  that  aim  their  Rage  fo  high^ 
At  thy  Rebuke  the  Billows  die 

4  For  ever  (hall  thy  Throne  endure  ; 
Thy  Proraife  itands  for  ever  fure  j 
And  everlafting  Holinefs 
Becomes  the  Dwelliijjgs  of  thy  Grace. 

Ha  PSAL^^ 


^i$  PSALM    XCIIL 

PSALM  9^:'  ad  Metre,  as  the  Old  5otli  P/alm, 

I  nPHE  Lord  of  Glory  reigns  j  hereigns  oh  hi^hj 
•*■  His  Robes  of  State  are  Strength  8c  M^jfsfty: 
This  wide  Creation  rofe  at  his  Command,  ^ 
Built  by  his  Word,  a-d  'ftablifh'd  by  his  Hand. 
Long  ftood  his  Throne  e'er  he  begaa  Cr  eation. 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firnx  Foundation. 

a  GOD  is  th'  Etei  nal  King.  Thy  Foes  in  vaia 
Raife  their  Rebellions  to  confound  thy  Reign  : 
In  vain  the  Stoi  ms,  in  vain  the  Floods  arife-, 
And  roar,  and  tofs  their  Waves a^ainft  the  Skies ; 
Foaming  at  Heav'n  they  rage  with  wild  Com- 
motion, X^cean. 
But  Heav'n's  high  Arches  fcorn  the  fwell  ng 

3  Ye  Tempefts  rage  no  more;  ye  Floods  be  rfili. 
And  the  mad  World  fubmiflive  to  his  Will  i 
Built  on  his  Truth  his  Church  muft  ever  (land : 
Firm  are  his  Promifes,  and  ttrong  his  Hand  : 
See  his  own  Sons,  when  they  appear  before  Him, 
Bow  at  bis  Footftool,  and  with  Fear  adore  him. 

PSALM  93,  3d  Metre,  asthe  old  iaid  Pfalm. 

1  'T^HE  Lord  Jebovah  Tt'igns, 
"*■      And  royal  State  maintains. 
His  HeaH  with  awful  Glories  crown'd  j 
Array'd  in  Robes  ©f  Light, 
Begirt  with  fov'reign  Might, 
And  Rafys  of  Majefty  around. 
a  Upheld  by  thy  Commands, 
The  World  fecurely  (lands  ; 
And  Skies  and  Stars  obey  thy  Word  t 
Thy  Throne  was  fix'd  on  high, 
Before  the  Starry  Sky  j 
Eternal  is  thy  Kingdom,  Lord. 
3  In  vain  the  noify  Croud, 

Like  Billows  fierce  and  loud,       ■,.      _, 
Agamft  thine  Empire  rage  and  roji^>|  ^.,j^' 

in 


PSALM    XGIV,  167 

In  vain  with  angry  Spite' 

The  fuilv^  Nations  fight, 
And  dafli  like  Waves  againft  the  Shore. 
4  Let  Floods  and  Nations  rage, 

And  all  their  Pcw'rs  engage, 
Let  fwelling  Tides  affault  The  Sky  ; 

The  Terrors  of  thy  Frown 

Shall  beat  their  Madnefs  down  ; 
Thy  Throne  for  ever  ftands  on  high* 
J  Thy  Promift  s  are  true, 

Thy  Grace  is  ever  new  5 
There  fix'd  thy  Church  (hall  ne'er  remove  j 

Thy  Saints  with  holy  Fear, 

Shall  in  thy  Courts  appear. 
And  fing  thine  everlaftmgLove. 
[^Repeat  tbefemtb  Stanza,  to  comphat  the  Tune.  J 

PSALM  94.  1;.    1,  2.  7—14.     fir/f  Part, 
Saints  cbp-Jiifedy   and  Sinners  dejlroyedt   or, 
,  IvJiruSivi  Affli^ions 
s  /SGOD!  to  whom  Revenge  belongs, 
^^     Proclaim  thy  Wrath  aloud  j 
Let  fov'reign  Powr  redrefs  our  Wrongs, 
Let  Juftice  fmite  the  Froud. 
a  They  fay,  The  Lord  nor  fees  nar  hears  j 
When  will  the  Fools  be  wife  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  formed  their  Ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  Eyes  ? 

3  He  knovis  their  impious  Thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  fliall  feel  his  Pow'r  j 
His  Wrath  fhall  pierce  their  Souls  with  Fain 
In  fome  furprifmg  Hour. 

4  But  if  thy  Saints  deferve  Rebuke, 

Thou  haft  a  gentler  Rod  j 
Thy  Providences  and  thy  Book 

Shall  make  them  know  their  GOD, 
5B  left  is  the  Man  thy  Hands  cbaftile. 
And  to  his  Duty  draw  t 

H  3  Thy 


itf^  P  S  A  L  I^    XCIV. 

Thy  Scourges  make  thy  Children  wife 

When  they  forget  thy  Law. 
€  But  GOD  will  ne'er  caft  off  his  Saints, 

Nor  his  own  Promife  break  j 
He  paidons  his  Inheritance 

For  their  Redeemer's  Sake. 

PSALM   94.  a;.  16-— 23.    Second  Fart, 

God  our  Support  and  Com/art  j    or,  Deli'veranci 
from  Temftatton  and  Ferfecutwn. 

3   VX7H0  will  arifeand  plead  my  Right 
^^      Againft  my  ram'rous  Foes, 
While  Earth  and  Hill  their  Force  urjite. 
And  ail  my  Hopes  cppofe  ? 
a  Had  net  the  Lord,  my  Rock,  my  Help, 
Su!t?.in'd  my.  fainting  Head, 
My  Life  had  now  in  Silence  dwelt, 
My  Soul  anvongft  the  Dead. 

3  Alas  !  my  flidifig  Fftt  f  I  cry'd, 

Thy  Promnfe  was  my  Prop  ; 
Thy  Grace  ftood  conftant  by  my  Side, 
Thy  Spirit  hore  me  up 

4  Wh:le  Multitudes  of  mournful  Thoughts 

V/ithin  my  iiofom  roll, 
Thy  boundlefe  Love  f;  rgives  my  FaultJ>. 
Thy  Con^forts  chear  my  Soul. 

5  Pow'rs  of  Iniquity  may  rife. 

And  frame  pernicious  Laws  ; 
But   GOD,  rrty  Refuge,  rules  the  Skies, 
He  will  defend  my  C'uife. 

6  Let  Malice  vent  her  Rage  aloud. 

Let  bold  Blafphemers  feoff  j 
The  Lord  our  GOD  (hall  judge  the  Proud, 
And  rut  the  wnners  off. 


P  S  A  1  M 


P€  AL.M    XCT.  2  5^: 

PSALM    95.   Common  Metre. 
A  Pfaim  before  Prayer. 
q  I N  G  to  the  Lord  Jeho^vab's  Nsktne, 
(   ^     And  in  his  Strength  rejoice  ; 
I  When  his  Salvation  is  our  Theme, 
I       Exalted  be  our  Voice. 
;  With  Thanks  approach  his  awful  Sight, 
And  Pfalms  of  Honour  fmg ; 
The  Lord's  a  GOD  of  boundlefs  Mighty 
The  whole  Creation's  King. 
!;  Let  Princes  hear,  let  Angels  Know, 

How  mean  their  Natures  feem, 
;   Thofe  Gods  on  high,  and  Gods  below. 

When  once  compar'd  with  Him. 
).  Earth,  with  its  Caverns  dark  and  deep. 
Lies  in  his  fpacious  Hand  j 
Ke  fix'd  the  Seas  what  Bounds  to  keep. 
And  where  the  Hills  muft  ftand. 
J  Come,  and  with  humble  Souls  adore, 
Come,  kneel  before  his  Face  j 
O  may  the  Creatures  of  his  Pow'r 
Be  Children  of  his  Grace  L 
5  Now  is  the  Time,  he  bends  his  Ear, 
And  waits  for  your  Requeft  i 
Come,  left  he  roufe  his  Wrath,  and  fwear, 
"  Te  /ball  not  fte  my  Kejir 

PSALM    95.    Short  Metre. 
A  Pfalm  before  Sermon^ 
\  f^  O  ME,  found  this  Praife  abroad, 
^-^  And  Hymns  of  Glory  fing  : 
7^//0r^H  isthefjv'reignGOD, 
The  univerfal  King. 
a  He  form'd  the  Deeps  Unknown  ; 
He  gav^e  the  Seas  their  Bound  5 
The  watry  Worl  ,s  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  folid  Ground, 

H  4  3  Come, 


170  P  rA  L  M    XCV. 

3  Com*,  worfhip  at  hi$  Throne  j 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  his  Works,  and  not  our  own  ; 
He  form'd  us  by  his  Word. 

4  To  Day  attend  his  Voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  Rod  j 
Come,  like  the  People  of  his  Choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  GOD. 

5  But  if  your  Ears  refufe 

The  Language  of  his  Grace, 
And  Hearts  grow  hard,  like  ftubbom  Jewt^ 
That  unbelieving  Race : 
i  The  Lord,  in  Vengear.ce  drel?-. 
Will  rift  his  Hand  and  fwear, 
"**  Tou  that  defpije  my  promised  Rejf, 
*•  Shall  bci/e  no  Portion  there,"* 

P  S  A  L  M  95.  a».  1, 1,  5, 6  — jj.  Long  Metre. 

Canaan  loji  through  Unbelief  \  or,  A  Warning  to 
delaying  Sinners. 
J  r^OME,  let  our  Voices  join  to  raife, 

^-^  A  facred  Songof  folemn  Praife; 

G  O  D  is  a  fovVeign  King  ;  rehearfe 

His  Honour  in  exalted  Verle. 
ft  Come,  let  our  Souls  addrefs  the  Lord, 

Who  fram'c!  ourNatu.es  v«ith  his  Word  t-  ' 

He  is  our  Shepherd  ;  we  the  Sheep, 

His  Mercy  chofe,  his  Paftures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  Voice  To-day, 
The  Counfels  of  his  Love  obey  j 
Nor  let  our  harden'd  Hearts  renew 
The  Sins  and  Plagues  that  I/r'el  knew. 

4  //rV/,  that  faw  his  Worksof  Grace,  • 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  Face  j 
A  faithlefs  unbelieving  Brood, 

That  tir'd  the  Patienceof  their  G  O  D. 

5  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  «'  ffo^  hift  thty  preve  ! 
<*  Forget  my  Poiv'r  j  ahafe  my  Love  j 

«  Sinci 


PSALM    XCVI.  17J 

*<  Since  they  defpife  my  Kefi^  I  fw&ar, 
**  Tbtir  Feet /ball  ne'uer  enter  there."'* 
{Lookback,  my  Soul,  with  holy  Dread, 
And  view  ihofe  ancient  Rebels  dead  j 
Attend  the  ufferM  Grace  To-day, 

I      Nor  lofe  the  Bleffing  by  Delay. 

!  7  Seize  the  kind  Promife  while  it  waits. 
And  march  to  Sion'%  heav'nly  Gates  | 
Believe,  and  tak«  the  promis'd  Reft  j 

i     Obey,  and  be  for  ever  bleft.] 

I  PSALM   96.   v.  1.  10,  &c.  Common  Metre, 

Chxi^.'s  firft  and  fuond  Coming. 
I  q TNG  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  Lands^ 
^  Ye  Tribes  of  ev'ry  Tongue ; 
His  new-difcover'd  Grace  demands^ 
A  new  and  nobler  Song, 
a  Say  to  the  Nations,  JESUS  reigns, 
G  O  D's  own  Almighty  Son  J 
His  Pow'r  the  finking  World  fuftaias. 
And  Grace  furrcunds  his  Throne, 

3  Let  Heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  Day, 

Joy  through  the  Earth  be  feen  j 
Let  Cities  ihine  ia  bright  Array, 
And  Fields  in  chearful  Green* 

4  Let  an  unufual  Joy  furprize 

Thelflandsof  the  Sea  : 
Yc  Mountains  fink,  ye  Vallies  rifd, . 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  Way. 

5  Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  blefs 

The  Nations  as  their  GOD: 
To  ftew  the  World  his  Righteoufnefs, 

And  fend  his  Truth  abroad. 
€  But  when  his  Voice  (hall  raife  the  Dead, 

And  bid  the  World  draw  near. 
How  will  the  guilty  Nations  dread 

To  f«e  thtjr  Judge  appear  I 

n  s 

PSALM; 


P  S  A  L  M  xcvir. 

PSALM  96.    As  th£  1 1 3th  Pfalm. 
The  God  of  the  Gentilts. 
i  T   ET   aU  the  Eaith  their  Voices  raife, 
^  To  fing  the  choifeft  PfaJm  of  Praife, 

To  fing  ard  blefis  Jtho<vah'%  Namej 
His  Glory  let  the  Heathens  know, 
His  Wonders  to  the  Nations  fhow, 
And  all  his  faving  Works  proclaim, 
a  The  Heathers  know  thy  Glory,    Lord  ; 
The  vvond'iing  Nations  read  thy  Word  j 

In  Britain  is  Jtho'vah  known  : 
.Our  Worlhip  fliall  no  more  be  paid 
To  Gods,  which  m-  rtal  Hands  have  made  j 
OunMaker  is  our  GOD  alone. 

3  He  fVam'd  the  Globe,  he  built  the  Sky, 
He  made  the  (kining  Wotlds  on  high. 

And  reigns  compkte  in  Glory  there  : 
His  Beams  are  Mr  jelty  and  Light : 
Kis  Beautits,   how  divinely  bright  j 

His  Temple,  how  divinely  fair! 

4  Come,  the  great  Day,  the  glorioys  Hcur, 
When  Earth  (hall  feel  his  Taking  PowV, 

AjuI  barbTous  Nations  f«ar  his  Name  j 
Thtn  {lull  tlie  Race  of  Men  tonfefs 
The  Beauty  of  his  Holinefs, 

And  in  his  Courts  his  Grace  proclaim, 

PSALM     97.    a;.   I  — 5.     Firfl  Fmrt, 

Chrift  reigning  in  Hea^jen^  and  coming  to  JudgmtnJt^ 
3  TT  E  reigns,  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  j 
■*^   Fraife  him  in  ev?j>gel;c  Strains  : 
Ltt  the  whole  Eaith  in  Son^s  rejoice. 
And  diltant  Iflands  join  their  Voice.  ^ 

1  Deep  Are  his  Counrels  and  unknown  ; 
But  Grace  and  Truth  fupport  his  Throne  ; 
Though  gloomy  Clouds  his  Ways  furieund,    ; 
JuiVice  IS  their  «t«inalCr9»nd,  ■ 


PS  A  L  M    XCVfT.  S73 

3  In  Robes  of  Judgment,  \o,  he  comeg, 
Shakes  the  wide  Earth,  and  cleaves  the  Tombs  | 
Before  Urn  burns  devouring  Fire, 

1  he  Mountains  melt,  the  iJeas  retire. 

4  His  Enemies  with  fore  Difmay 

Fly  from  the  Sight,  and  ftiun  the  Day  j 
Then  lift  your  Htads,  ye  Saints  on  high. 
And  fing,  for  your  Redemption's  nigh. 

PSALM    97.    'v.  6—9.     Second  Part, 
Chrift'i  Incarnaticn 
f  n?HE  Lord  is  come;    the  Heav'ns  proclaim 
■*•      His  Birth  ;  the  Nations  learn  his  Name  5 
An  unknown  Star  directs  the  Road 
O^  Eaprn  Sages  to  ihcir  G  OD. 

2  All  ye  bright  Armies  of  the  Skies, 
Go,  worfhip  where  the  Saviour  h'esj 
Angels  and  Kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  Gods  on  high,  and  Gods  below. 

3  Let  Idols  totter  to  the  Ground, 

And  their  own  VVorlhippers  confound  3 

But  Judah  (hout,  birt:  ^ion  fing, 

And  Earth  eonfefs  her  fovYeign  King, 

PSALM  97.    Third  Part. 
Grace  and  Glory. 

2  'T^H'  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high, 

-■-      O'er  all  the  Earth,  o'er  all  the  Sky  ; 
Though  Clouds  and  Darknefs  veil  his  Feet, 
His. Dwelling  is  the  Mercy-feat. 
S  O  ye  th^t  love  his  holy  N^me, 

Hate  ev'ry  Work  of  Sin  and  Shame  : 
He  guards  the  Souls  of  all  his  Fi  iend?, 
And  from  the  Snares  of  Hell  defends. 

3  ImmortaV Light,  and  Joy^  unknown, 
Are  for  the  Saints  in  Darknefs  fcwn  ; 
Thofe  glorious  Seeds  (haM  fpring  and  rife. 
And  the  bright  Kfarveftbkfs  o»f  Eyer. 

H  6  4  Rejoice^ 


171-  P  S  A  t  M    XC¥IIL 

4  Rejoice,  ye  Ilighteous,  and  record 
Thfi  facred  Honour*  of  the  Lord  5 
None  hut  the  Soul  that  feels  his  Grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  Holinefs. 

PSALM  97.1/.  I.  3.  5—7,  II.  Common  Metre, 

ChriftV  IncarnqUoTty   andthelaft  Judgmint. 
3  \ /  E  Iflands  of  the  Northern  Sea 
Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  : 
His  Word  like  Fire  prepares  his  Way^ 
And  Mountains  melt  to  Plains. 
t  His  Prefence  finks  the  proudcft  Hills, 
And  makes  the  Vallies  rife  ; 
Tl.e  humble  Soul  enjoys  his  Smiles, 
71ie  hanghfy  Sinner  dies. 

3  The  Heav'ns  his  rightful  Pov/V  proclaim  5 

The  Idol-Gods  around 
Fill  their  own  WQrftiippers  with  Shame, 
And  totter  to  the  Ground. 

4  Adoring  Angels  at  his  Birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  5 
Tkus  ihall  he  come  to  judge  the  Earthy 
And  Angels  guard  his  Thione. 

5  Vuh  Foes  fli.il)  tremble  at  his  Sight, 

And  Hills  ?nd  Siss  retire  : 
Ilis  Cliildren  take  their  unknown  Flightj 

And  leave  the  World  in  Fire. 

;,c  Seeds  of  Joy  and  Glory  fown 

For  Saints  'n  Darknefs  here, 
Shnll  rife  and  i}')ring  in  Worlds  unknown, 

And  a  ricb  Harveft  bear. 

PSALM    98.    FirJ  Part, 

Praife  fsr  the  Go/pel. 
\  rpo  our  Almighty  Maker,  GOD, 
-*-      New  Honours  be  addreft  ; 
His  great  Salvation  fliines  abroad. 
And  makes  the  N5Ci<>n»i>ief^i  . 

?.  He 


\ 


PSALM    XCIX.  t75 

t  He  fpake  the  Word  to  Abr^am  firft, 

His  Truth  fulfils  his  Grace, 
;    The  Gentiles  make  his  Name  their  Ti  uft. 

And  learn  his  Righteoufnefis. 

3  Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Love  proclaim 

With  all  her  difF'rent  Tongues  ; 
And  fpread  the  Honours  of  his  Name 
In  Melody  and  Songs. 

P  &  A  L  M    9^8.    Secand  Part. 
The  MefliahV  Coming  and  Kingdom. 
1   Y  O  Y  to  the  Werld  j  the  Lord  is  come  | 
J     Let  Earth  receive  her  King  J 
Let  evVy  Heart  prepare  him  Room, 
And  Heav'ii  and  Nature  fmg. 
»  Joy  to  the  Earth,  the  Saviour  reigns  j 
Let  Men  their  Songs  erapio)'  j 
While  Fields  and  Floods,  Rocks,  Hills  and 
Repeat  the  founding  Joy.  (Plains, 

No  more  let  Sins  and  Sorrows  grow. 

Nor  Thorns  infeft  the  Ground  , 
He  comes  to  make  his  Biefiings  flow. 
Far  as  the  Curfe  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  World  with  Truth  and  Grace, 

And  make«  the  Nations  prove 
The  Glories  of  his  Kightecufnefs, 
And  Wonders  of  his  Leve. 

PSALM     i)^.     Firfi  FarU 
Chriil'i  Kingdom  and  Majejfy. 
s  npHE  GOD  yEHOFAH  reigns^ 
•*'      Let  all  the  Nations  fear  ; 
Let  Sinners  tremble  at  his  Throne,  ■ 
And  Saints  be  humble  there. 
%■  Je/us  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
Let  Earth  adore  its  Lord  j 
Bright  Cherubs  his  AttendanJS  ftand, 
Swift  to  fulfil h«WOrd> 


176  P  S  A  L  M    C. 

3  In  Sion  is  bis  Throne, 

His  Honours  are  divine  ; 
His  Church  fljall  make  his  Wonders  known, 
For  there  his  Glories  fliine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  Name  ! 

How  terrible  his  praife  ! 
Juftice  and  Truth,  and  Judgment  join 
la  ail  his  Works  of  Graee, 

PSALM  99.  S(co»ci  Part. 
A  Holy  God  ivor/hifped  nvith  Jie'verenee» 
1  -p  X  A  L  T  the  Lord  our  G  O  D, 
^    And  worfh  p  at  his  Feet, 
His  Nature  is  all  Holinefs, 
And  Mercy  is  his  Scat, 
a  When  T/rV/  was  bis  Church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  Prieft, 
When  Mofes  cry'd,  when  Samuel  pray'd. 
He  gsve  his  People  Reft. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  Sins, 

Nor  would  deitroy  their  Race  ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  Vengeance  known, 
When  they  abus'd  his  Grace. 

4  Ex,alt  the  Lord  our  GOD, 

Whofe  Gr.!ce  is  ftill  the  fame  j 
Still  he's  a  G  O  D  of  Holinefs, 
And  jealous  for  his  Name. 

PSALM  ICO.  Firft  Metre.  A  plainTranflation» 
Praife  to  oitr  Creator. 

J  Y  E  Nv*tions  ro?ind  the  Eanh  rej<>ice 

*      Befi  re  the  Lord,  \  owr  fov 'reigi  King  5 
Serve  h.in  vvith  cheai  ful  Heart  and  Voice, 
With  all  your  Tongues  his  Gl-  ry  iing. 

ft  The  Lord  is  G  O  D  }  *tis  he  alone 
Doth  Life  an.l  Breath,  and  Being  give  s 
We  are  his  Work,  and  nor  cur  own  j 
The  Sheep  that  en  hu  Paftmes  live. 
.  3  Enter 


P  S  A  L  M    C,  X77 

3  Enter  his  Gates  with  Songs  of  Joy, 
With  Praifes  to  his  Courts  repair  j 
And  make  it  your  Divine  Employ 

To  pay  your  Thanks  and  Honowrs  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind  i 
Great  is  his  Grace^  his  Mercy  fure  : 
And  the  whole  Race  of  Man  fhall  find 
His  Truth  from  Age  to  Age  endure. 

PSALM  100.   Second  Metre.    A  Paraphrafe, 

1  qING  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  Voice  j 
^  Let  ev'ry  Land  his  Name  adore  5 
The  Britijh  Ifles  fhall  fend  the  Noife 
Acrofs  the  Ocean  to  the  Shore, 
a  Nations  attend  before  his  Throne 
With  folemn  Fear,  with  facred  Joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lcrd  is  G  O  D  alone  j 
He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy. 
3  His  fovVeign  PowY  without  our  Aid 
Made  us  of  Clay,  and  formM  us  Men  ; 
And  when  like  wandering  Sheep  we  Itray'd^ 
He  brought  us  to  his  Fold  again. 
4.  We  are  his  People,  we  his  Care, 
Our  Souls  and  all  our  mortal  Frame  5 
What  lafting  Honours  (hall  we  rear. 
Almighty  Maker,  to   hy  Name  ? 

5  We'll  croud  thy  Gates  with  thankful  Songs, 
High  as  the  Heav*ns  our  Voices  raife  j 

AnS  Earth,  with  her  ten  thoufand  Tongues> 
Shall  fill  thy  Courts  with  founding  Praife, 

6  Wide  as  the  World  is  thy  Command, 
Vaft  as  Eternity  thy  Love : 

Firm  as  a  Rock  thy  Truth  muft  ftand, 
v/]ien  rolling  Years  fhall  ceafe  to  move* 

PSALM 


178  PSALM    CI. 

PSALM    I  ox.    Long  Metre. 
*rbe  Magifiratt's  P/alm, 

t   VtERCY  and  Judgment  are  my  Song  J 
*-^^    And  fince  they  both  to  Thee  belong. 
My  gracious  GOD,  my  righteous  King, 
To  Thee  my  Songs  and  Vows  I  bring. 

a  -If  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  Sword, 
I'll  take  my  Counfels  from  thy  Wordj 
Thy  Juftice  and  thy  heav'nly  Grace 
Shall  be  the  Pattern  of  my  Ways. 

3  Let  Wifdora  all  my,  Anions  guide. 
And  let  my  GOD  with  me  refide  j 
No  wicked  Thing  (ball  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  Jealoufy. 

4  No  Sons  of  Slander,  Rage  and  Strife 
Shall  be  Companions  of  my  Life  j 
The  haughty  Look,  the  Heart  of  Pride 
Wjthin  my  Doors  /hall  ne'er  abide. 

5  [I'll  fcarch  the  Land,   and  raife  the  Juft. 
»    To  Ports  of  Honour,  Wealth  and  Trull  s 

The  Men  that  work  thy  holy  Will, 
Shall  be  my  Friends  and  FavVites  ftill.] 

6  In  vain  fhall  Sinners  hope  to  rife, 
By  flatfring  or  malicious.Lycs  : 
And  while  the  Innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  Offender  fhan'tbe  fpar'd. 

9  The  impious  Crew  (that  failious  Band) 
Shall  hide  their  Heads,  or  quit  the  Land  \ 
And  all  that  break  the  pubJick  Reft, 
Where  I  have  PowV,  ihall  befuppreft. 

PSALM   301   Common  Metre. 

A  Pfalm  for  a  Mafiir  of  a  Family  ^ 

I  /r\F  Juftice  and  of  Grace  I  fing, 
y    And  pay  my  GOD  my  Vow«j 


T^T 


rSALM    cm  I7P 

Thy  Grace  and  Juflicc,  heav'niy  Kihgi 

Teach  me  to  rale  my  Houfe. 
1  Now,  to  my  Tent,  O  GOD,  repair, 

And  make  thy  Servant  wife  j 
I'll  fu\«er  Nothing  near  me  there 

That  ftlall  offend  thine  Eyes. 

3  The  Man  that  doth  his  Neighbour  Wrong, 

By  Falfliood  or  by  Force, 
Thefcornful  Eye,  the  fiand'rous  Tongue, 
I'll  thruft  'em  from  my  Doors. 

4  ril  feek  the  faithful  and  the  Juft, 

And  will  their  Help  enjoy  5 
Thefe  are  the  Fi  iends  that  I  (hall  truft, 
The  Servants  Til  employ. 

5  The  Wretch  that  deals  in  fly  Deceit, 

ril  not  endure  a  Night ; 
The  Liar's  Tongue  I  ever  hate. 
And  baniih  from  my  Sight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  Family  around. 

And  make  the  Wicked  flee  ; 
So  fhaJl  my  Houfe  be  ever  found 
A  DWeiling  fit  for  Thee. 

PSALM  102.  V,  1---13.  40,  ar.  Firjf  Part, 

A  Prayer  of  the   Affiiaed, 

1  tJEAR  me,  O  GOD,  nor  hide  thy  Face, 
■^    But  anfwer,  left  1  die  : 
Haft  thou  not  built  a  Throne  of  Grace, 
To'hear  when  Sinners  cry  > 
%  My  D.sys  are  wafted  like  the  Smoke 

Diffdvinginthe  Air;  -        \: 

My  Strength  is  dry'd,  ray  Heart  is  broke, 
And  linking  in  Defpair." 
3  My  Spirits  flag  like  with'ring  Grafs 
Burnt  with  exceliive  Heat  s 
In  fecret  Groans  my  Minute*  pafs, .  ., 

AndIfors;ettoeat.,   ; 

4  Aa 


iSo  PSALM    CIL 

4  As  on  fome  lonely  Building's  Top, 

The  Sparrow  tells  her  Moan, 
Far  from  the  Tents  of  Joy  and  Hope 
I  fit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  Soul  is  like  a  Wjldernefs, 

Where  Beafts  of  Midnight  howlj 
There  the  fad  Raven  finds  her  Place, 

And  there  the  fcrcaming  Owl. 
€  Dark  difmal  Thoughts,  a i^  boding  Fears, 

Dwell  in  my  troubled  Bread j 
While  (harp  Reproaches  wound  my  Ears, 

Nor  give  my  Spirit  Reft. 

7  My  Cup  is  mingled  with  my  Woesj 

And  Tears  ?.re  iny  Repaft  f 
My  daily  Bread,  like  Aftie?,  grows 
Unpleifant  to  my  Tafte. 

8  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  J^y 

To  Souls  that  ffcl  thy  Frown  : 
Lord,  'twas  thy  Hand  advanced  me  high, 
Thy  Hand  hath  caft  me  down*. 

9  My  Looks  like  withered  Leaves  appear  j 

And  Life's  declining  Light 
Grows  faint,  as  Ev'ning  Shadows  are 
That  vanJlh  into  Night. 
JO  But  Thou  for  ever  art  the  fame, 
O  my  Eternal  GOD  ; 
Ag«s  to;  come  Ovall  know  thy  Name, 
And  fpread  thy  Works  abroad. 
21  Thou  wiltarifc,   and  fhew  thy  Face, 
Nor  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  th'  appointed  Hoar  of  Grace, 
That  long-expe6ted  Day. 
12  He  hears  his  Saints,  he  knows  their  Cry, 
And  by  myfterious  Ways, 
Redeem*  the  Prifoners  deemed  to  die. 
And  fills  their  Tongues  with  Praife. 


PSALM 


'i 


f  S  A  L  M    aii  tit 

3  A  L  M     loz.  'y.    13 — ii.    Zitwid   T&rt^ 

Prayer  heard,  and  Sioit  refiored* 

%  T   ET  Sion  and  her  Sons  rejoice, 
*~^    Behold  the  promis'd  Hour  : 
Her  GOD  hath  heard  hcrmourning  Voice, 
And  comes  I'  exalt  his  Pow'r. 
s  Her  Duft  and  Ruins  that  remain, 
Are  precious  in  our  Eyes  5 
Thofe  Ruins  ftiall  be  built  again. 
And  all  that  Duft  fhali  rife. 
3  The  Lord  will  raife  'JerufuUm, 
And  ftand  in  Giory  there  j 
Nations  (hall  bow  before  his  Name, 
And  Kings  attend  with  Fear. 
4.  He  fits  a  SovYeign  on  his  Throne, 
With  Pity  in  his  Eyes  j 
He  hears  the  dying  Fris'ners  Groan 
And  fees  their  Sighs  arife. 
5  He  frees  the  Souls  conderan'd  to  Death, 
And  when  his  Saints  complain. 
It  Ihan't  be  faid,   «  That  praying  Breath 
**  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain." 
i  This  (hall  be  known  when  we  are  dead. 
And  left  on  long  Record, 
That  Ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  truft,  and  praife  the  Lord; 

PSALM  102.  n).  23— »g.   Third:  farU 
Maris  Mortality  t  and  ChriftV  Eternity  j  or,  Saints 

(key  but  thrift  and  the  Church  live. 
I  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  Hand 

•*•  Weakens  our  Strength  amidft  the  Race  | 

Difeafe  and  Death  at  hisCommaiTd 
.    Arreft  us,  and  cirt  fliort  our  Days. 
a  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray. 

Nor  kt  ©ur  Smi  go  ddwn  at  Noqh  j 

Thy 


m  PSALM  cm. 

Tby  Years  are  one  eternal  Day, 
And  mult  thy  Children  die  fo  foon  ? 

3  Yet  m  theMidft  of  Death  and  Grief 
This  Thought  our  Sorrow  fhould  alTwage  i 
**  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  livej 

"  Chriji  is  the  fame  through  ev'ry  Age.'' 

4  'Twas  he  this  Earth's  Foundations  laid  ; 
Heav'n  is  the  Building  of  his  Hand  ; 

This  Earth  grows  old,  thefeHeav'ns  ftiall  fade, 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  Command. 

5  The  ftarry  Curtains  of  the  Sky 
Like  Garments  fhallbe  laid  afide  : 

But  ftiil  thy  Throne  ftands  firm  and  high  j 
Thy  Church  for  ever  mutt  ah  d?. 

6  Before  thy  Face  thy  Church  fh  11  live. 
And  on  thy  Throne  thy  Children  reign  j 
This  dying  World  fhall  they  furvive. 
And  the  dead  Saints  be  rais'd  again, 

PSALM  103.  T.  1--7.  FirJJ  Part.  Long  Metre. 
BleJJlng  God  for  his  Goodnefs  both  to  Soul  and  Body, 

1  ID  L E S  S,  O  my  Soul,  the  living  GOD,. 

*^  Call  home  thy  Thoughts  that  rove  abroad, 
Let  all  the  Pow'rs  wiihin  me  j-  in 
In  Work  and  Woj  fliip  fo  divine. 

2  Blcfs,  O  my  Snul,  the  God  of  Grace  j 
His  Favours  claim  thy  higheft  Praifc 
Why  fhould  the  Wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  loft  in  Silence,  andfoigot? 

3  'Tis  he,  my  Soul,  that  fent  his  Son 

To  die  for  Crimes  which  thou  h::ft  done  j 
He  owns  the  Ranfom,  and  forgives 
The  h'  urly  Fcliies  ®f  our  Lives. 
4.  The  Vices  of  the  Mind  he  heals. 
And  cures  the  Pains  that  Nature  feels, 
Redeems  the  Soul   from  Hell,  and  laves 
Our  walling  Liic  from^threat'jiing  Graves. 

5  Our 


PSALM    cm.  sS| 

i  5  Our  Youth  decay 'd  his  Pow'r  repairs } 
His  Mercy  crowns  our  growing  Years  ; 
He  fatisfies  our  Mouth  with  Good, 
And  fills  our  Hopes  with  heav'nly  Food. 
C  He  fees  th'  Oppreflbr  and  th'  Oppreft, 
And  often  gives  the  SufF'rers  Reft  ; 
But  will  his  Juftice  more  difplay 
In  the  laft  great  rewarding  Day. 

7  IW^  Pow'r  he  fhew'd  by  Me/es"  Hands^ 
And  gave  to  Ifr'el  his  Commands  j 
Bat  feut  hh  Truth  and  Mercy  dovrir 
To  al^th^Nations  by  his  Son. 

8  Let  ^be  whole  Earth  his  Pow'r  confefs, 
Let  the  whole  Earth  adore  his  Grace  § 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  (hall  join 
In  Work  and  Worfhip  To  divine.] 

P  S  A  L  lyl    103.    V.   8"— 18.    Second  Part, 
Long  Metre. 

God^s  gentle  Chaftifement ;  or  Hit  tender  Mercy  to 
V  hU  Peophi 

I  rr^  HE  Lord,   how  wdnd'rou*  are  his  Ways ! 
^  How  firm  his  Truth!  how  iargt  his  Grace  I 
He  takes  hi«  Mercy  for  his  Throne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  Glories  known, 

St  Not  half  fo  high  his  Pow'r  hath  fpread 
The  ftarry  Heav'ns  above  ottf  Head, 
As  hj8  rich  Love  exceeds  our  Praife, 
Exceeds  the  higheft  Hopes  wf  raifeo 

3  Not  half  fo  far  hath  Nature  plac'd 
The  riitng  Mo«-ning  from  the  IVeftf 
As  his  forgiving  Grace  removes 
The  daily  Guilt  of  thofe  he  loves. 

4.  How  rtowly  doth  his  Wrath  arife  I 
On  fwifter  Wings  Salvation  flies  s 
And  if  he  lets  his  Anger  burn, 

..  How  foon  his  Frowns  19  Pity  turn  I 
"     w  5  Amidft 


iH  PSALM    CHL 

5  Amidit  his  Wrath  Compaffion  (hines ; 
His  Strokes  are  lighter  tlKin  our  Sin*: 
And  while  his  Rod  correilshis  Saials, 
His  Bar  indulges  their  Complaints 

6  So  Fathers  their  youjug  Sons  chaftife 
With  geatle  Hands  and  aielting  Eye*  ;; 
The  Children  weep  beaeath  the  Smart, 
And  move  the  Pity  of  their  Heart. 

PAUSE. 

7  The  mighty  GOD,  the  Wife  and  Juft, 
Knowstjhat  our  Frame  is  feeble  Duft  } 
And  will  no  heavy  Loads  impofe 
Beyond  she  Strength  that  he  beftows. 

8  He  knows  how  foon  our  Nature  dies, 
Blafted  by  ev'ry  Wind  that  flies  j 
Like  Grafs  we  fpring,  and  die  as 'foon* 
As  Morning  Flow'rs  tliat  fade  at  Noon. 

9  But  his  eternal  Love  is  fure 

To  all  the  Saints,  and  fhall  endure  : 
From  Age  to  Age  his  Truth  fhall  reign, 
•    Nor  Children's  Children  hope  in  yain, 

PSALM  105.  «y.  1--7.  fir/?  P^r/.  Short  Metre. 

Praife  far  Spiritual  and  TeMfhoral  Mircia, 
X  /^  RLESS  the  Lord,  my  Soul  I 
^^    Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  Tongue  to  blefs  the  Name, 
Whofe  Favours  are  divine, 
a  O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  Soul  s 
Nor  let  his  Mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  Umhankfulnefs  j 
And  without  Prailes  die. 
3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  Sins, 
*Ti8  he  relieves  thy  Pain, 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  Sickneffes, 
And  makes  thee  young  agaia* 

A  He 


PSALM    cm.  if 5 

4.  He  crown?  ^y  t;>fe  with  Lo\«e, 

When  ranfonuM  from  the  Grave  j 
Me  that  redeenrd  my  Soul  from  Hell 
Hath  fovYeign  Pow'r  to  fave. 

5  He  fiUs'the  Poor  with  Good  j 

He  gives  the  SuffVers  Reft  j 
The  Lord  hath  judgmentsfor  theProu^t 
And  JuIUce  for  th'  Oppreft. 

6  His  wond'rous  Works  and  Ways 

He  made  by  Moyi"/  known  j 
But  fent  the  Woi  Id  his  Truth  and  Grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

PSALM  103.  'v.  %—ii  Sictm J  Part.  Short  Metrco 
Abounding  i^empqlfion  of  God  j   or,    Mercy  in  tJse 

Midji  of  Judgment, 
t   jV/fY  Soul,  repeat  his  Praife, 
iVl    Whofe  Mercies  are  fo  great  j 
Whofe  Anger  is  fo  flow  to  rife,         • 
So  ready  to  abate, 
a  GOD  will:  not  always  cfedde; 
And  when  his  Strokes  are  felt, 
His  Strokes  are  fewer  tban  our  Crime*, 
And  lighter  than  our  Guilt. 

3  Higkas  the  Heav'ns  are  rais'd 

Above  the  Ground  we  tread. 
So  far  the  Riches  of  his  Grace 
Our  higheft  Thoughts  exceed. 

4  HisPtJw'T  fubdues  owr  Sirts, 

And  his  forgiving  Love, 
Far  as  the  Eaf  is  frona  the  fTeJf, 
Doth  all  our  Guilt  remove. 

5  The  Pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  thofe  that  fear  his  Name, 

Is  fuch  as  tender  Parents  feel  j 

He  kiiows  cur  feeble  Frame, 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  Duft, 

Scattered  wUb  ev'O'  Breath ; 


lU  PSALM    CIV. 

His  Anger,  like  a  rifing  Wind, 

Can  (end  us  fwift  to  Death. 
7  Our  Days  are  as  the  Grafs, 

Or  like  the  Morning  Flow'r  ; 
If  one  (harp  Blaft  fweeps  o'er  the  Fieldj 

It  withers  in  an  Hour. 
S  But  thy  Compaffion,  Lord, 

To  endlefs  Years  endure  j 
And  Children's  Children  ever  find 

Thy  Words  of  Promife  fure. 

PSALM  103.0;  i^"'Zi. Third  Fart. ShortMettt. 
God'/  uni'uerfal  Dominion  j  or,  Angelt  praife 
the  Lord. 
I  'pHE  Lord,  the  fov'reign  King, 
*      Hath  fix'd  his  Throne  on  high  ; 
O'er  all  the  heav'nly  World  he  rales, 
And  all  beneath  the  Sky. 
a  Ye  Angels,  great  in  Might, 
And  fwift  to  do  his  Will ; 
Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  whofe  Voice  ye  hear, 
Whofe  Pleafurc  ye  fulfil. 
3  Let  the  bright  Hofts,  who  wait 
The  Orders  of  their  King, 
And  guard  his  Churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  Praife  they  fing. 
4.  While  all  his  wond'rous  Works 
Through  his  Vaft  Kingdoms  (hew 
Their  Maker's  Glory,  thou,  my  Soul, 
Shalt  fing  his  Graces  too. 

PSALM    104. 
The,  Glory  of  God  in  Creation  and  Providencic 
x   "Kyr  Y  Soul  thy  great  Creator  praife  ; 
^*'  When  cloth'd  in  his  celeftial  Rays, 
He  in  full  Majefty  appears, 
And  like  a  Robe  his  Glory  wears, 

CNote, 


PSALM    CIV,  itr 

[Note,  This  Pfalm  may  be  fang  fn  the  Tune  of  the 

on  iizthy   or  izyih  Pfalm,  bj  adding  thrfe  t'WQ 

Line  J  to  e'uery  Stanzay  vi.z.J 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;  what  Tongue  can  frame 

An  equal  Honour  to  his  N^nve  ? 

{^Otber'wfe  it  may  be  fu  :g  as^  the  x oo fh  Pfalm '1 
a  The  tteav'ns  are  for  his  Curtains  fpread  ; 

Th'  unfathom'd  Deep  he  makes  his  Bed  } 

Clouds  are  his  Chariot  when  he  flies 
i     On  winged  Storms  acrofs  the  Skies. 
J3  Angels,  whom  his  own  Bieath  inrpires, 
j    His  Minrfters  are  flaming  Fires ; 
i    And  fwift  as  Thought  their  Armies  move, 

I  To  bear  his  Vengeance  or  his  Love. 

II  The  World's  Foundations  by  his  Hand 
f    Are  pois'd,  and  fliall  for  ever  ftand  j 

i    He  binds  the  Ocean  in  his  Chain, 

jj    Left  it  (hould  drown  the  Earth  again. 

[(5  When  Earth  was  cover'd  with  the  Flood, 
Which  high  above  the  Mountains  itood. 
He  thundered,  and  the  Ocean  fled, 
ConfinM  to  its  appointed  Bed. 

5  The  fwe^iling  Billows  know  their  Bound, 
And  in  their  Channels  walk  their  Round  j 
Yet  thence  convey'd  by  fecret  Veins, 
They  fpring  on  Hills,    and  drench  the  Plains, 
7  He  bids  the  Cryfta]  Fountains  flow  j 
And  chear  the  Vailies  as  they  go, 
Tame  Heifers  there  their  Thirlt  allay, 
Aad  for  the  Stream  wild  Afles  bray. 
I  From  pleafant  Trees  which  (hade  the  Brink, 
The  Lark  and  Linnet  light  to  drink  ; 
Their  Songs  the  Lark  and  Linnet  raife. 
And  chide  our  Silence  in  his  Praife. 

PAUSE    L 
t  G  OD  from  his  claudy  Ciftern  pours 
On  the  parch'd  Earth  enriching  ShowVs  ■ 

I  ■  The 


>.88  PSALM    CIV. 

The  Grove,  the  Garden,  and  the  Fie^d, 

A  Thoufand  joyful  BlefSngs  yield. 

10  He  makes  the  graffy  Food  ari(e, 
And  gives  the  Cattle  large  Supplies  j 
With  Herbs  for  Man,  of  various  Pow'r, 
To  nourifli  Nature,  or  to  cure. 

11  What  noble  Fruit  the  Vines  produce  1 
The  Olive  yields  a  fltining  Juice  j 

Our  Hearts  are  cheerd  with  gen'rcus  Wine> 
With  inward  Joy  our  Faces  fliine. 
IX  O  blefs  his  Name,  ye  Britons,  fed 
With  Nature's  chief  Suppoi  ter,  Bread  : 
While  Bread  your  vital  Stiength  imparts, 
Serve  him  with  Vigour  in  your  Hearts, 

PAUSE     II. 

1 3  Beh.old  the  ftately  Cedar  Hands 
Kais\l  in  the  Foreft  by  his  Hands  : 
Birds  to  the  Boughs  tor  Shelter  fiy, 
And  build  their  Nefts  fecure  and  high,. 

74.  To  craggy  Hill  afctnds  the  ( loat  j 
And  at  the  airy  Mountain's  Foot 
The  feebler  Creatures  make  their  Cell  j 
He  gives  them  Wifdom  where  to  dwell. 

?  5  He  fets  the  Sun  his  circling  Race, 
Appoints  the  Moon  to  change  her  Face  5 
And  when  thick  DaikneCs  veils  the  Day, 
Calls  out  wild  Beafts  to  hunt. their  Prey. 

16  Fierce  Lions  lead  their  Young  abroad. 
And  roaring,  afk  their  Meat  from  G  OD  j 
But  when  the  Morning-Bea^ws  arife, 
The  favage  Bead  to  Covert  flies. 

27  Then  Man  to  daily  Labour  goes : 
The  Night  was  made  for  his  Repofe  v- 
Sleep  is  thy  Gift,  that  fweet  Relief 
From  tirefome  Toil  and  wading  Grief. 

aS  Hcwllrangethy  Vyorks  !  how  great  thy  Skill  I 
And  ev'ry  Land  thy  Riches  fill  i 

Thy 


,p:6  a  l  m  civ.  a^ 

Thy  WiPiom  roues  the  World  we  fee. 

This  fpacidus  Earth  is  full  of  Thee. 
19  Nor  lefs  thy  Glories  in  the  Deep, 

Wher^^^i^  in  Millions  fwim  and  creep. 

With  wpnd>pU3  Motions,  fwift  or  fiows 

Still  wandVing  ia  tiie  Paths  below. 
so  There  Ships  divide  their  watry  Way^, 

And  pio^Ks.oWcaly-Mdi^erii  play  i 

There  dwells  tiie, huge- /i.^i/M^^^??, 

Anifoams  and'ipoito  in  Spite  of  Man/ 

■    '       P-iA  U  SE'm. 
&  I  Vaft^j-e  thy  V/orks,  AliTxighty  Lord, 

All  Nature  reds  upon  thy  Word, 

And  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  Hands, 

Waiting  their  Portion  from  thy  Hands. 
7,z  While  each  receives  his  difTrent  Food, 

Their  chearful  Looks  pronounce  it  gosd  :  . 

Eagles  and^Bears,  and  Whales  and  Worm?> 

Rejoice  and  pnaife  indiff 'rent  Forms. 
^3  But  when  thy  Face  is  hid, -they  mourn^ 

And  dying  to  their  Duft  return  j 

Both  Man  and  Beaft  their  Souls  refign  j 

Life,  Breath  and  Spirit,  all  is  thine. 
2^  But  thou  canft  breathe  on  Duft  again, 

And  fill  the  World  with  Beafts  and  Men  j 

A  Word  of  thy  creating  Breath     ' 

Repairs  the  Waftes  of  Time  and  D^ath« 
25  His  Works,  the  Wonders  of  hfs- Might,  • 

Are  honoured  with  his  own  Del^ht  j     • ' 
-  How  awful  are  his  glorious  Ways  ! 

The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  Praife. 
a&  The  Earth  ftands  trembling  at  thy  Stroke, 

And  at  thy  Touch  the  Mountains  fmoke  5 

Yet  humble  Souls  may. fee  thy  Face, 

And  tell  their  Wants  to  fov'reign  Grace* 
?,;  In  Thee  my  Hopes  and  Wifiies  mcet^ 

And  make^rhy  Meditations  fweet  j 

I  s  Thy  •<, 


1)9  PSALM    CV. 

Thy  Pfaifes  (hall  my  Breath  employ, 
Till  it  expire  in  endlefs  Joy. 
a8  While  haughty  Sinners  die  accurft, 
Their  Glory  bury'd  with  their  Dull, 
I  to  my  GOD,  my  heav'nly  King, 
Immortal  Hallelujahs  fing. 

PSALM   105.    Abridged. 

God's  Coudu^l  o/UrMl,  and  the  Plagues  of  Egy^t, 

I  rilVE  Thanks  to  GOD,  invoke  his  Name, 
^-^     And  tell  the  World  his  Grace  ; 
Sound  through  the  Earth  his  Deeds  of  Fame, 
That  all  may  feek  his  Face, 
a  His  Covenant,  which  he  kept  in  Mind 
For  num'rous  Ages  paft, 
To  numVous  Ages  yet  behind 
In  equal  Force  dial!  laft. 

3  He  fware  to  Abra'm  and  his  Seed, 

And  made  the  ibleding  Aire  : 

Gentiles  the  antieht  Promife  read, 

And  find  his  Truth  endure. 

4  *<  Thy  Seed  (hall  make  all  Nations  bleft, 

(Said  the  Almighty  Voice) 
"  Canaan  $  Land'ftiall  be  their  Reft,'* 
The.Type  of  heav'nV^'  Joys- 

5  [How  large  the  Grant  !  how  rich  the  Grace, 

To  give  them  Canaan  &  Land, 
When  they  were  Strangers  in  the  Place, 
A  little  feeble  Band  ! 

6  Like  Pilgrims  through  the  Countries  round. 

Securely  they  remov'd  : 
And  hawghty  Kings  that  on  them  frown'd, 
Severely  he  reprovd. 
•J  **  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  my  Arm 
*'  Shall  (bon  avenge  the  Wrong; 
<•  The  Man  that  does  my  Prophets  Harm 
"  Shall  Jcnow  their  G  O  D  is  ftrong." 

1  Then 


PSA  L  M    CV.  151 

i  Then  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage, 

Nor  put  ike  Church  in  Fear  ; 

Ifr'el  muft  live  through  e'v'ry  Age, 

And  he  tb''  Almighty^ s  Care.'] 

P  A  U  S  E    I. 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  Saints^ 

And  thus  provok'd  their  GOD, 
Mo/esv/^5  fent  at  their  Complaints, 
Arra'd  with  his  dreadful  Rod. 

10  He  call'd  for  Darknefs  :  Darknefs  cam« 

Like  an  o'erwhelming  Flood  ; 
He  turned  each  Lake,  and  ev'ry  StreaiHj 
To  Lakes  and  Streams  of  Blood. 

11  He  gave  the  Sign,  and  noifome  Flies 

Though  the  whole  Country  fpread  5 
And  Frogs  in  croaking  Armies  rife 
About  the  Monarch's  Bed. 
iz  Through  Fields,  and  Towns,  and  Palaces, 
The  tenfold  Vengeance  flew  j 
Locufts  in  Swarms  devour  their  Trees, 
And  Hail  their  Cattle  flew 
J3  Then  by  an  Angels  Midnight  Stroke, 
The  Flow'r  of  Egypt  dy'd  j 
The  Strength  of  ev'ry  Houfe  was  breke. 
Their  Glory  and  their  Pride. 

14  No'w  let  the  IVorld  forbear  its  Rage, 

Nor  put  the  Church  in  Fear  3 
Ifr'el  mujf  live  through  e<v'ry  Age, 
And  be  th''  Alm';ghty''s  Care. 
PAUSE   ir. 

15  Thus  were  the  Tribes  from  Bondage  brought, 

And  left  the  hated  Ground  j 
Each  fome  Egyptian  Spoils  had  got. 
And  not  one  feeble  found. 
x6  The  Lord  hinifelf  chofe  out  their  Way, 
And  mark'd  their  Journies  right, 
Gave  them  a  leading  Cloud  by  Day, 
A  fiery  Guide  by  Night. 

I  3  J?  They 


J9».  PSALM    CVI/ 

J7  They  thjrft  ;  and  Waters  frdrn'the  Rock 
In  rich  ADund.ncefluvv,         ■> 
And  fjllowing  ftill  the  Courfe.they  took, 
Ran  nil  the  Defart  through.  '.. 

18  O  wond'rous  Stream  !   O  blefled  Type 

Of  ever-flowing  Grace!  < 

So  Chriji  our  Rock  main.aJns  our  Life 
Through  all  this  Wildernefs. 

19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  Hand, 

The  chofen  Tiibes  pofleft  ;  ci 

Canaavy  the  rich,  the  promis'^  Land, 

And  there  enjoy'd  their  Reft.  '\ 

20  Then  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage^ 

The  Church  renounce  htr  Fear  ;  i : 

Ifr'el  mufi  li^e  through  enfry  Age^ 

And  be  tti'  Almighty  s  Care.  '^ 

PSALM    J 06.    tr.  I  — 5.  Tirji  Part,     '' 
Praife  to  God  5  or.  Communion  tuith  Saints, 

J   nno  GOD  the  great,  the  ever-bleft,  '^ 

-*•      Let  Songs  ot  Honour  be  addreft; 
His  Mercy  firm  for  ever  Ilands  j 
Give  h'm  the  Thanks  bis  Love  demands. 

a  Who  knows  the  Wonders  of  thy  Ways  ? 
Who  fiiali  fuifil  thy  boundlefs  Praife  ? 
Bleil  are  the  Souls  that  fear  Thee  Itill, 
And  p  ly  their  Duty  to  thy  Will. 

3  Reniember  what  thy  Mercy  did 

For  Jacoh''sR:\ce,  thy  chofen  Seed  j  * 

And  wiih  the  fame  Salvation  blefs 
The  meaneM  Suppliant  of  thy  Grace. 

4  O  may  I  fee  thy  Tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  Triumphs  with  my  Voice  !  ' 

Tliis  is  my  Glory,  Lord,  to  be 

Join'd  to  ihy  Saints,  and  near  to  Thee. 

PSALM 


PSALM  106.  n;.  7,  8,  12--14,  43—43, 
Second  Fart,    Short  Metre. 

Ifrael  punijb'd  and  pardon" d]  or,  Gq^'s  unchange- 
able LQ've, 


G 


OD  of  eternal  Love, 
How  fickle  are  our  Ways  ! 
And  yet  bow  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 
Thy  Conftancy  of  Grace  ! 

2  They  faw  thy  Wonders  wrought. 

And  then  thy  Praile  they  fung  ; 
But  foon  thy  Works  of  Pow'r  forgot, 
Andmurmur'd  with  their  Tongue, 

3  Now  they  believe  his  Word, 

While  Rocks  wit  h  Rivers  flow ; 
Now  with  their  Lulls  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  he  redac\l  them  low, 
4.  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  Faults, 
He  hearken'd  to  their  Groans, 
Brought  his  own  Cov'nant  to  hisTboughts^ 
And  call'd  them  ftill  his  Sons. 
5  Their  Names  were  in  his  Book, 
He  fav'd  'em  from  their  Foes : 
Oft  he  chaftis'd,  but  ne'er  forfook 
The  People  that  he  chofe. 
C  Let  J/rV/blefs  the  Lord, 

Wholov'd  rheir  ancient  Race  '. 
And  Chriftians  j  .in  the  folemn  Word^ 
Jim  en,  to  all  tlie  Praife. 

PSALM  107.    FirJ}  Fart, 

Ifrael  led  to  Canaan,  and  Chiiftians  to  Heanjcn. 

I  QIVE  Thanks  to  GOD:  He  reigns  above^ 
^  Kind  are  his  Thoughts,  his  Name  is  Love  | 
His  Mercy  Ages  paft  have  known, 
And  Ages  long  to  come  ihall  own, 

I  4  a  Let 


^94  PSALM    €VIL 

a  Let  the  Redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  Wonders  of  his  Graie  record  j 

J/rV/,  the  Nation  whom  he  chofe, 
And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  Foes. 

3  [When  G  O  D's  Almighty  Arm  had  broke 
Their  Fetter  s  and  th  Egyptian  Yoke, 
They  trac'd  the  Defart^  wand'ring  round 
A  wild  and  foHtary  Ground  ! 

4  There  they  coiild  find  no  leading  Road, 
Nor  City  for  a  fix'd  Abode  j 

Nor  Food  nor  Fountain  to  aflVvage 
Their  burning  Thirft,  or  Hunger's  Rage.] 

5  In  their  Dif^refs  to  G  OD  they  cry'd  j 
GOD  was  their  Saviour  and  their  Guide  j 
He  led  their  March  far  wand'ring  round  j 
'Tw3s  the  right  Path  to  Canaan'^  Ground, 

6  Thus  when  our  firft  Releafe  we  gain 
From  Sin's  old  Yoke,  and  Satan's  Chaini 
We  have  this  defart  World  to  pafs, 

A  dangerous  and  tirefome  Place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  Way, 
He  guides  our  Fv)Otfteps,  left  weftrayj 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  Hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  hrav'nly  Land. 

%  O  let  the  Saints  with  Joy  record 

The  Tri  th  and  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
Hew  great  his  Works !  how  kind  his  Ways  ' 
Let  ev'ry  Tongue  pronounce  his  Praife. 

PSALM    107.     Second  Part, 
CorreBion  for  Sin,  end  Rfleafe  hy  Praytr, 

I   "pROM  Age  to  Age  ex^lt  his  Name, 
*     GOD  and  his  Grace  are  ftill  the  famcj 
He  fills  the  hungry  Soul  with  Food, 
And  feeds  the  Poor  with  ev'ry  Good. 

a  But  if  their  Hearts  rebel  and  rile 
Againft  the  GOD  that  rules  the  Skies, 


If 


F  S  A  L  M    CVir,  i^^ 

If  they  rgjedt  his  heav'niy  Word, 
And  flight  the  Counfels  of  the  Lordj 

3  Hell  bring  their  Spirits  to  the  Ground, 

And  no  Deliv'rer  fhall  be  found  ;  ^ 

Laden  with  Grief  they  wafte  their  Breath         " 
In  Darknefs  and  the  Shades  of  Death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  Cries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  Light  arife. 
And  fcatters  all  that  difmal  Shade 
That  hung  fo  heavy  round  their  Head. 

5  He  cuts  the  Bars  of  Brafs  in  two. 
And  lets  the  fmiling  Prisoners  through. 
Takes  off  the  Load  of  Guilt  and  Grief, 
And  gives  the  lab'ring  Soul  Relief, 

6  O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 

The  wondYous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ; 

How  great  his  Works  !    how  kind  his   Ways  I 

Let  ev'ry  Tongue  pronounce  his  Praife. 

P  S  A  L  M  107.     Third  Fart, 

Intemperance  putii/hed  and  pardoned)    or,  A  Tfalm 
■  for  the  Glutton   and  the  Drunkard, 

1  T7  AIN  Man  on  fooli''h  Pleafures  h&nty 
^      Prepares  for  his  own  Punifnment  j 
What  Pains,  what  loathfome  Maladies 
From  Luxury  and  Luft  aiife  I 

a  The  Drunkard  feels  his  Vitals  wafte  5 
Yet  drowns  his  Health  to  pleafe  his  Tafte  | 
Till  all  his  adlive  Pow'rs  are  loft, 
And  fainting  Life  draws  near  the  Duft, 

3  The  Glutton  groans,  andloaths  toeat. 
His  Soul  abhors  delicious  Meat  ; 
Nature,  with  heavy  Loads  oppreft-. 
Would  yield  to  Death  to  be  released, 

4  Then  how  the  frighted  Sinners  fly 

To  GOD  foriielp  with  earneft  Cry  \ 

I  5  H& 


^^::  PSALM    evil. 

He  hears  their  Groans,  prolongs  their  Breath; 
And  CivQs  them  from  approaching  Death. 

5  No  Med'cines  could  efFedl  the  Cure 
So  quick,  fo  cafy,  or  i'o  fuie  : 
The  deadly  Sentence  GOD  repeals, 
He  fends  his  fovYeign  Word  and  heals. 

6  O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 

The  wond'rous  Goodnefs  of  tl>e  Lord  1 
And  let  their  thankful  OffYings  prove 
How  ihey  adore  their  Maker's  Love, 

PSALM  107.     Fcurth  Part.    Long  Metre, 

Deliverance  from  Storms  and  Shipiioreck  }  or,  7ti 

St  Oman's  Song. 

3  WOULD  you  behold  the  Works  of  God, 

^    His  Wonders  in  the  World  abroad, 
Go  with  the  Mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  Regions  of  the  Seas. 

^  They  leave  tlieir  native  Shores  behind, 
And  fcize  the  Favour  of  the  Wind  j 
Tiil  GOD  commands,  and  Tenipells  rife 
That  heave  the  Ocean  to  the  Skies. 

I  Now  to  the  Heav'ns  they  mount-  amain. 
Now  fink  to  dreadful  Deeps  again  ; 
Whnt  llrange  Affrights  young  Sailors  feel, 
And  iike-a  ftaggeiing  Drunkard  reel  ! 

4  When  Land  is  far,  and  Death  is  nigh, 
Loft  to  all  Hcpe,  to  G  O  D  they  cry  : 
H:s  Mercy  hears  the  loud  Addicfs, 
And  fenils  Salv-.tion  in  Diitrefs. 

5  He  bids  the  Winds  their  Wrnth  affvvage, 
The  furious  Waves  forget  their  Rage  j 
'Tis  calm  ;  and  Sailors  fniilc  to  fee 

7  he  Haven  where  they  wiih'd  to  be. 

6  O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  reco.d 

The  v^ond'rtus  Goodnefs  of  tiieLord  1 
Let  theni  their  private  OfFiings  brings, 
Aud  itt  the  Church  his  GloiV  fir.g. 

PSALM 


P  S  A  L  M     CVIL  J97 

PSALM   107.  Fifth  Par/.    Common  MctrCa 

7be  Mariners  Pfalm, 

I  T^  H Y  Works  of  Glory,  mighty  Lord, 
•*•      Thy  Wond-rs  in  the  D:;eps, 
The  Sons  of  Courage  (hall  fc cord. 
Who  trade  in  floating  Snips. 
a  At  thy  Command  the  Winds  arife, 
And  fw-i'ithe  tDiw'ring  Waves  ; 
The  Men  aftoniili'd  mount  the  Skies^ 
And  fink  in  gaping  Graves. 

3  [Agiin  they  climb  the  watry  .Hills, 

And  plunge  in  Deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tott'itng  Drunkard  reels, 
And  finds. his  Courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  i  empel't  roar. 

They  pant  with  flutt  ring  Bteath, 
And  hopelefs  oF  the  diftant  Shore, 
Expeft  imrn-diate  Death.] 

5  Then  to  t':e  '  orci  they  raife  their  Cries  3 

He  hears  the  loud  Requeft, 
And  orders  Silence  through  the  SkieSj 
And  lays  ths  Floods  to  reft. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lofe  their  Fears, 

And  Tee  tlie  Storm  allay'd  ; 
Now  to  their  Eyes  the  Port  appears  5 
Th'te  let  their  Vows  be  p  id. 

7  'Tis  OpD,  that  brings  them  fafe  to  Land  ^ 

Let  Ifupid  Mortals  know 
That  Waves  are  under  his  Command, 
And  all  the  Winds  that  blow. 

8  O  that  the  Sons  of  Men  w  uld  praife 

T*.e  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord ! 
And  thofe  that  fee  thy  won d  You s  Ways^, 
Thy  wond'rous  Love  record* 


I«  PSALM 


^^  PSALM  cvn. 

PSALM   107.     Lafl  Part, 
CoUnies  planted -^  or,   Nations  blefi  and  punijbed» 
A  Pfalm  for  New- England.     •     ^ 

1  TT^'HEN  God  provok'd  with  daring  Crimes, 
*  '      Scourges  ihe  Madnefs  of  the  Times, 
He  turns  their  Fields  to  barren  Sand, 
And  dries  the  Rivers  fiom>  the  Land. 

a  His  Word  can  raife  the  Springs  again, 
And  make  the  vvither'd  Mountains  green. 
Send  (how'ry  BlelTings  from  th-e  Skies, 
And  H:arvefts  in  the  Defarts  rife. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  Beafts  of  Prey, 
Or  Men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they. 

He  bids  th"  Oppreft  and  Poor  repair,  ■> 

And  builds  them  Towns  and  Cities  there, 

4  They  few  the  Fields,  and  Trees  they  plants 
Whole  yearly  Fruit  fupplies  their  Want : 
Their  Race  grows  up  from  fruitful  Stocks,     ? 
Their  Wealth  increafes  with  their  Flecks, 

5  Thus  tiiey  are  bled  5  but  if  they  fin, 
He  lets  the  heathen  Nations  in, 

A  favage  Crew  invades  their  Lands, 
Their  Princes  die  by  barb'rous  Hands, 

6  Their  captive  Sons  exposed  to  Scorn, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  : 

The  Countiy  lies  untenc'd,  untill'd,  ; 

And  Defolation  fpreads  the  Field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humbled  Nation  mourns. 
Again  his  dreadful  Hand  he  turns  j 
Again  he  makes  their  Cities  thrive. 
And  bids  the  dying  Churches  live.]- 

S  Th^  Righteous,  with  a  joyful  ?enfe,  > 

Admire  the  Works  of  Providence  ; 
And  Tongues  of  Atheiils  (liall  no  more 
"Olafpheme  the  G  OD  that  Saints  adore. 

5  K^w 


p  S  A  L  M    ex.  155, 

I  How  few  with  picus  Care  record 

Thefe  wond'rous  Dealings  of  the  Lord  | 
But  wife  Obfervers  ftiil  fhall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft,  and  kind", 

PSALM  109.    1;.  T--5,  31. 
Lo^ue  to  Enemies  from  the  Example  of  Chrifta 
J  /^OD  of  ray  Mercy  and  my  Praife, 
^     Thy  Glory  is  ray  Song  ; 
Though  Sinners  fpeak  againit  thy  Grace 
With  a  blafpheming  Tongue, 
a  When  in  the  Form  of  mortal  Man 
Thy  Son  on  Earth  was  found, 
W^^ith  cruel  Slanders  falfe  and  vain 
They  compafs'd  him  around, 

3  Their  MisVies  his  Corapaffion  move. 

Their  Peace  he  ftill  purfu'd  j 
They  render  Hatred  for  his  Love, 
And  Evil  for  his  Good. 

4  Their  Malice  rag'd  without  a  Caufe, 

Yet  with  his  dying  Breath 
He  prayM  for  Murd'rers  on  the  Crofsj 
And  bleft  his  Foes  in  Death. 

5  Lord,  fhall  thy  bright  Example  {hine 

In  vain  before  my  Eyes  ? 
Give  me  a  Soul,  a-kin  to  thine. 
To  love  mine  Enemies. 
d  The  Lord  fball  on  my  Side  engage. 
And  in  my  Saviour''s  Name 
I  fhall  defeat  their  Pride  and  Ragej 
Who  flander  and  condemn. 

P  S  A  L  M  no.    Fjrf  Part,  Long  Metre. 
Chrift  exaltedy  and  Multitudes  converted  j  or,  Thi 

Succefs  of  the  poffel 
I  np  HU  S  the  eternal  Father  fnake 
^     To  Qhrtfi  the  Soa  5  <*  Afcend  aiad  'iit 

**At 


^qfl  PSA  L  M    ex. 

"  At  my  Right-hand,  till  I  fhall  make 
"  Thy  Fpes  lubmilfi^e  at  thy  Feet. 
X  *'  From  Sio/i  (liall  thy  Word  proceed, 
«  Thy  Word,  the  Scepter  in  thy  Hand, 
«'  Shall  make  the  Hearts  of  RebeL  bleed, 
*'  And  bow  their  Wills  to  thy  Command. 

3  *'  That  Day  fliall  fliew  thy  PowV  is  great, 

*'  When  SMnts  flial]  flock  with  willing  Minds, 
'*  And  Sinners  croud  thy  Temple  Gate,        ' 
**  Whe:  e  Holinrfs  in  Beauty  fhines." 

4  O  blelVed  Pow'r  !    O  glorious  Day  1 
What  a  la-ge  ViaVy  fiiall  rnfue  ! 
And  Converts,    who  thy  Grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  Drops  of  Morning  Dew. 

PSALM    110.    Secofid  Part.    Long  Metre^ 
The  Kingdorn  and  Priefthood  of  Chrift. 

1  q^  H  U  S  the  great  Lord  of  Earth  and  Sea, 
■^      Spake  to  his  Son,  a  id  thus  he  fwore  j 

*'  Etein.-il  fhall  thy  Prieltiiood  be, 

*'  And  change  from  Hand  t''*  Hind  no  more^ 
a  **  Aarofiy  and  all  his  Sons  mu  t  die, 

*'  Hut  everlaiting  Life  is  rh'ne. 

*'  To  fave  tor  ever  thof-:  that  fly 

«  For  Refuge  from  the  Wrath  divine. 
3  "  By  me  Melchrftdec  way  made 

*'  On  Earth  a  King  nrd  Prieft  at  once  ! 

*'  And  ihou,  my  heav'idy  Prielf,    fhalr  plcad-j. 

**  And  thou,  my  King,  flialt  rule  my  Sons.'* 
4.  JJ'us  the  Prieft  afcends  his  Thione, 

While  Counfels  of  eternol  Peace, 

Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

Proceed  with  Honour  and  Succe fs. 

5  Through  the  wholeEarth  his  Reign  (hallfpread^ 
Anci  ciufh  the  Tow'rs  that  dare  rebtl  : 

Then  fliall  he  judge  the  rifing  De?.d,- 
An^  fend  the  g\4ilty  World  to  H.ll- 

6  ThougH' 


PSALM    CXh  aoi 

6  Though  while  he  treads  his  glorious  Way^, 
He  drifiks  the  Cup  of  Tears  and  Blood, 
The  SuiTrings  of  that  dreadful  Day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  G  O  D. 

PSALM    1 10    Common  Metre. 
Chrill'/  Kingdom  and  Priejihood. 
I    TESUS,   our  Lord,   afcend  thy  Throne^ 
J     And  near  thy  Father  fit  J 
fn  Sion  ihall  thy  Pow'r  be  knosAn, 
And  make  thy  Foes  fiabmit. 
a  What  Wonders  (hall  thy  Gofpel  do  ! 
Thy  Converts  (hall  furp^ifs 
The  numerous  Drops  of  Morning  DeWj 
And  own  thy  fov'reign  Grace 
3  G  O  D  hath  pronounc'd  a  firm  Decree^ 
Nor  chanees  what  he  fwore  j 
♦'  Eternal  (hall  th.y  ?riefthood  be, 
**  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 
4.  <*  Melchifedecj  that  wond'rcus  Prieft, 
*'  That  King  of  high  Degree, 
"  That  holyMan  who  Ahr'am  bleft^ 
'«  Was  but  a  Type  of  Thee." 

5  Jff^s-i  our  Prietf,  for  ever  lives 

To  plead  far  us  above  ; 
Jefuiy  our  King,  for  ever  gives 
The  Bleflings  of  his  Love 

6  GOD  fhal]  exalt  his  glorious  Head, 

And  his  high  Throne  maintain, 
Shall  ftiike  the  PowVs  and  Princes  dead, 
Who  dare  oppofe  his  Reign. 

PSALM     III.     Firji  ?arh 
The  IVifdom  of  God  in  bis  H'orU, 
1  QONGS  of  immortal  Pra'fe  belong 
^    To  our  Almighty  GOD  J 
He  has  my  Heart,  and  he  ray  Tongue 
To  fpread  hi§  Ngme  abroad, 

%  How 


to»  PSALM  cxr, 

a  How  great  the  Works  his  Hand  has  wrought  I 
How  glorious  in  our  Sight ! 
And  Men  in  ev'ry  Age  have  foaght 
His  Wonders  with  Delight. 

3  How  mod  exa6l  is  Nature's  Frame  ! 

How  wife  th'  Eternal  Mind  ! 
His  Counfels  never  change  the  Scheme  ^ 

That  his  fi;ft  Thoughts  defign'd. 

4  When  he  redeem'd  his  chofen  Sons, 

He  iix'd  his  Covenant  fure  ; 
The  Orders  that  his  Lips  pronounce 
To  endlefs  Years  endure. 

5  Nature  and  Time,  and  Earth  and  Skie» 

Thy  heav'nly  Skill  proclaim  : 

Whatfhall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 

But  learn  to  r^-ad  thy  Name  ? 

6  To  fear  thy  P®w'r,  to  truft  thy  Grace 

Is  our  divined  Skill  ; 
And  he'c  the  wifeft  of  our  Race 
That  bed  obeys  thy  Will. 

PSALM  HI.    Secofiii  Part. 
The  P  erf e  a  ions  o/God, 

r  Q  R  E  A  T  is  the  Lord  ;  his  Works  of  Migkt 
^-^     De!nar.d  our  noblelt  8c-)ngs  ; 
Let  his  ailembied  Saints  unite 
Their  Harmony  of  7'ongues. 
a  Great  is  the  Mercy  of  the  Lord, 
He  gives  his  Children  Food  j 
And  ever  mindful  of  his  V^ord, 
He  makes  his  Promife  gocd. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  feal  his  Cov'nant  fare  : 
Holy  and  Reverend  is  his  Name, 
His  Ways  are  jiilt  and  pure. 

4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  viife, 

Itluil  with  his  Fear  begin  5 

Cttr 


T 


PS  A  L  M    CXII.  ao3 

©ar  fair^'Pr«of  of  Knowledge  lies 
In  hating  ev'ry  Sin, 

PSALM  ui.    As  the  jijth  Pfalm, 

7 he  Bhjfings  of  the  liberal  Man, 
HAT  Man  is  bleft  who  (lands  in  Awe 
Of  G  O  D,    and  loves  his  facred  Lawj 
His  Seed  on  Earth  fhall  be  renowned  ; 
His  Houfe  the  Seat  of  Wealth  (hall  be, 
An  inexhaufted  Treafury, 

And  with  fucceffive  Honours  crowR'd. 
s  His  lib'ral  Favours  he  extends. 
To  forae  he  gives,  to  others  lends  ; 
A  generous  Pit)^  fills  his  Mind  ; 
Yet  what  his  Charity  impairs. 
He  faves  by  Prudence  in  Affairs, 
And  thus  he's  juft  to  all  Mankind. 

3  His  Hands,  while  they  his  Alms  beftow*d. 
His  Glory's  future  Harveft  fow'd  j 

The  fweet  Remembrance  of  the  Juft, 
Like  a  green  Root,  revives  and  bears 
A  Train  of  Bltffisgs  for  his  Heirs, 

When  dying  Nature  fieeps  in  Duft. 

4  Befet  with  thrrat'ning  Dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  /hall  he  maintain  his  Ground  ; 

His  Confcignce  holds  his  Courage  up  : 
The  Soul  that's  fiil'd  with  Virtue's  Light, 
Shines  brighteft  in  Affliftion'sNight  : 

And  fees  in  Darknefs  Beams  of  Hope, 

PAUSE. 

5  [HI  Tidings  never  can  furprize 

His  Heart,  that  fix'd  on  G  O  D  relies, 

Though  Waves  and  Tempefts  roar  around  % 

Safe  on  the  Rock  he  fits,  and  fees 

The  Shipwreck  of  his  Enemies, 
And  ail  their  Hope  and  Glory  drown'd. 

6  The 


SP4  P:S  A  L  M  cxii.;; 

6  The  Wicked  fliajl  his  Triumph  {be>  • 
And  gnaih  their  Teeth  in  Agony, 

To  find  their  Expsftations  croft; 
They  and  their  Envy,  Pride  and  Spite, 
Sink  down  to  everlafting  Night, 

And  ail  their  Names  in  Darknefs  loft.] 

PSALM    112.  Long  Metre. 

The   BUfflngs  of  the  Ficus  and  ( haritable. 

I  npHRICE  happy  Man,  who  fears  the  Lord, 
■*■    Loves  his  Commands  an<j  trurts  his  Word  j 
Honour  and  Peace  his  Days  attend. 
And  Blefllngs  to  his  Seed  descend. 

ft  CompafTion  dwells  upon  his  Mind, 
To  Woiks  of  Mercy  ftill  inclined  : 
He  lends  the  Poor  fomepiefent  Aid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

3  When  Times  grow  dark,  and  Tidings  fpread 
That  fill  his  Neighbours  round  with  Dread, 
His  Heart  is  a'rm'd  againft  the  Fear, 

For  GOD  with  all  his  Pow'r  is  there. 

4  His  Soul  wrll  fix'd  upon  the  L.  rd, 
Draws  h-av'nly  Courage  from  his  Word  ; 
Amidft  the  Darknefs  Light  (hall  rife, 

To  ch-ar  his  Heart  and  blefs  his  Eyes. 

5  He  hath  difpers'd  his  Alms  abroad, 
His  Works  are  ftill  bef.  re  his  God  j 
His  Name  on  Earth  fhall  long  remain, 
V/hue  envious  Sinners  fret  in  vain. 

PSALM     II  a.     Common  Metre. 
Liberality  renvarded. 
1   rj  A  PP  Y  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord,      . 
*^  And  follows  his  Command?, 
Who  lends  the  Poor  without  Reward, 
Or  gives  wi;h  lib  ral  Hands. 
ft  As  Pity  dwells  within  his  Breaft 
To  all  the  Sons  of  Need  j 


Co 


F  S  A  L  M'!  GXIir.  aojr 

So  G  O  D  (hall  anfwer  his  Requefi^'-^  '• 
With  Bieflings  on  his  Seed,     .r  1  c:-H^.t■^     $ 

3  No  evil  Tidings  ftiali  ibrprize     >  \i v/^  y^.I 

His  well  eftablifh'd  Mind  ; 
HisSQulto  GOD,  hisRetLigej  flies, 
And  leaves  his  Fears  behind. 

4  In  Times  of  general  Diftrefs  ^ 

Some  Beams  of  Light  fhall  fnine, 
To  ftiew  the  World  his  Righteoufnefsj 

And  give  him  Peace  divine.  .     * 

5  His  Works  of  Piety  and  Love 

Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Honour  oil  Earth,  and  Joys  above, 
Shall  be  his  Aiire  Reward*  . 

P  S  A'^L  M    113.  Proper  Tune. 
The  Majejiy  and  Condefcenfion  o/' God, 
1  Y^  that  delight  to  itxv^  the  Lord, 
^     The  Honours  of  hjs  ^ame  record, 

His  facred  Name  for  ever  blefs : 
Where-e'er  the  circling  Sqn  difplays 
His  riftng  Beams,  or  getting  Rays, 
Let  Lnnds  and  Seas  his  Pow'r  confefs. 
g  Nor  Time,  nor  Nature's  nan  ow  Rounds^ 
Can  give  his  vaft  Dominion  Bounds  ; 

The  Ileav'ns  are  far  below  his  Height  \ 
Let  no  created  Greatnefs  dare 
W^ith  our  eternal  GOD  compare, 
Arm'd  wiih  his  uncreated  Might. 
3  He,  b  \vs  his  glorious  Head  lo  view 
What  the  bright  Hofts  of  Angels  do, 

.And  bends  his  Care  to  mortal  Things  | 
Kis  fov'reign  Hand  exalts  the  Poor, 
He  takes  the  Needy  from  the  Door, 
And  makes  them  Company  for  King§<, 
4  When  childlefs  F?milies  defpair. 
He  fends  the  BleiTmg  of  an  Heir, 
To  refcue  their  expiring  Name  1  ^ 

The 


K 


st6  PSALM    CXIIL 

The  Mother  with  a  thankful  Voice 
Proclaims  his  Praifes  and  her  Joys  j 
Let  tv'ry  Age  advance  his  Fame.  'A  £  j 

PSALM    113.    Long  Metre, 

God  Sovereign  and  Gracious, 

1  Y^  Servants  of  th' Almighty  King, 
■*■    In  ev'ry  Age  his  Praifes  fing  j 

Where  e'er  the  Sun  fhall  1  ife  or  ^tt^ 

The  Nations  (hall  his  Praife  repeat. 
%  Above  the  Earth,  beyond  the  Sky 

Stands  his  high  Throne  of  Majeftyj  ^ 

Nor  Time  nor  Place  his  Power  ieftrain, 

Nor  bound  his  univerfal  Reign. 

3  Which  of  the  Sons  of  ^dam  dare, 

Or  Angels,  with  their  GOD  compare  ? 
His  Glories  hew  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  Light  ? 

4  Behold  his  Love,  he  ftoops  to  view 
What  Saints  above  and  Angels  dqj 
And  condefcends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  Affairs  of  Men  below. 

5  From  Duft  and  Cottages  obfcu)  e, 
His  Grace  exalts  the  humble  Poor  ; 
Gives  them  the  Honour  o^  his  Son?, 
And  firs  them  for  their  heavenly  ThroncJ, 

6  [A  Word  of  his  creating  Voice^ 
Can  nr^ake  the  barren  Houfe  rejoice  : 
Though  Sarah's  ninety  Years  were  paft, 
The  promised  Seed  is  born  at  lalt 

7  With  Joy  the  Mother  views  her  Son, 
And  tells  the  Wonders  GOD  has  done  ; 
Faith  may  grow  ftrong  when  Senfe  defpairs  j 
If  Nature  fails  the  Piomife  bears.] 

PSALM 


P  S  A  L  M    CXV.  a©7 

PSALM    114. 
Miracles  attending  IfraelV  Journey, 

I  tX7  HEN  Ifr^el,  freed  from  Pharash\  Hand^ 
^^     Left  the  proud  Tyrant,  and  his  Land, 
The  Tribes  with  chearf  ul  Homage  own 
Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  Throne. 

4  Acjofs  the  Deep  their  Journey  lay ; 
The  Deep  divides  to  make  them  Way ; 
Jor^c«  beheld  their  March,  and  fled 
With  backward  Current  to  his  Head, 

3  The  Mountains  (hook  like  frighted  Sheep^ 
Like  Lambs  the  little  Hillocks  leap  I 
Not  Sinai  on  her  Bafe  could  (land, 
Confcious  of  fov'reign  Pow'r  at  Hand. 

^  What  Pow'r  could  make  the  Deep  divide  ? 
Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  Tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  Hills? 
And  whence  the  Fright  that  Si?fai  feels  ? 

5  Let  ev'ry  Mountain,  ev'ry  Flood, 
Retire  and  know  th'  approaching  GOD, 
The  King  of  Ifr'el:  See  him  here  : 
Tremble  thou  Earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders^  and  all  Nature  mourns. 
The  Rock  to  Handing  Pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints  fpring  with  Fountains  at  his  Word, 
And  Fires  and  Seas  confefs  the  Lord* 

PSALM    115.    Firft  Metre. 
7i>e  trite  God  our  Refuge  j  or.  Idolatry  reproved, 

X  W^T  toourfelves,  whoarebut  Duft, 
^^     Not  to  ourfelves  is  Glory  due. 
Eternal  GOD,  Thou  only  Juft, 
Thou  only  Gracious,  Wife  and  True, 

«  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  Name : : 
Why  fhould  a  Hiathen'%  haughty  Tongue 

Infult 


^fA  ^^:A  iif4-  ftxy^ 

Infult  us,  a?id  to  rarfe  pur  Shame, 

Say,  Whereas  the  G O D you'nje  fernj'dfo  longs' 

J  The  G  O  D  we  ferve  maintains  his  Throne 
Above  the  Clouds,  beyond  the  Skies, 
Through  all  the  Earth  his  Will  is  done,'    ' 
He  knows  our  Gioan«,  he  hears  our  Crie.s^^ 

4.  But  the  vkin  Idols'  they  ad6r6,'  ;. , 

Are  fenfeiefs  Shapes  of  Stone  and  Wdod^!: 
At  bell  a  Mafs  p^giitt'ring  Ore,  '  -■ 

A  filver  Saint  or  golden  God. 

5  [With  Eyes  arid  Ears  they  carve  their  Hea(i| 
Deaf  are  tlieir  Ears,  their  Eyes  are  blindj' 
In  vainare  coftly  OflTrings  made, 

And  Vows  are  fcatter'd  in  the  Wind.- 

6  Their  Feet  were  never  made  to  move. 
Nor  Hands  to  fave  when  Mortals  pray, 
Mortals  that  pay  them  Fear  or  Love^, 
Seem  to  l>e  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

7  O  Ifr'ely  make  the  Lord  thy  Hope, 
Thy  Help,  thy^Refuge,  and  thy  Reft  j 
The  Lorf^^a'^  \i\x\\d  thy  Ruins  up. 
And  blefs  the  People  and  the  Prieft. 

8  The  Dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  Pjaife, 
They  dwell  iiiSiJehce  and  the  Grave  j 
But  we  (hall  livfe  to  fing  thy  Grace, 

And  tell  the  World  thy  PowV  to  faVe. 

P  S  A  L  lA'-'it'i.  Second  Metre.  As  the  NewTutie 
.  „    of  the  coth  ^Talm. 
'    •  '  ^Popijh- Idolatry  repron^ed. 
-       A.Pfalm  for -the. 5th  of  November,        7. 
J  VrOT  to  our  Name's,  thou  only  Juft  and  True, 
•^  ;  Not  to  our  worth.lefs  Names  is  Glory  du?  j 
Thy  PowY  &  Grace,  thy  Truth  &  Juftice  claim 
Immortal  Honours  to  thy  fov'reign  Name. 

.    ,    •  [Abode, 

Shine  through  the  Earth  from  Heav'n,  thy  bleft 
Nor  ietthe  Heathens  fay,  ^'Amiivherfsyour  God? 

a  Hcav'w 


PSALM    CXy«  ao9 

'    ^Throne, 
%  Heav'n  is  thine  higher  Court :  There  itands  thy 
And  thro'  the  lower  Worlds  thy  Will  is  done  : 

[fpr&ad, 
Our  God  fram'd  all  this  Earth,  thefeHeav'ns  he 
But  Fools  adore  theGods  theirHands  havemadeo 
The  kneeling  Croud  with  Looks  devout  behold 
Their  Silver  Saviours,  and  their  Saints  of  Gold, 

3  [Vain  are  thofe  artful  Shapes  of  Eyes  and  Ears  } 
The  molten  Image  neither  fees  nor  hears ;    , 
Their  Hands  ^re  helpiefs,  nor  th«ir  Feet  Q^n 

(move. 
They  have  no  Speech,  nor  Thought,  nor  Pow'r, 

[nor  Love  j 
Yet  fottifli  Mortals  make  their  long  Complaints 
To  their  deaf  Idols,  and  their  movelefs  Saints. 

4  The  Rich  have  Statues  v^ell  adorn'd  with  Gold, 
The  Poor  content  with  Gods  of  coarfer  Mould, 
With  Tools  of  Iron  carve  the  fenfelefs  Stock, 
Lopt  from  a  Tree,  or  broken  from  a  Rock  : 
People  and  Prreft  drive  on  the  folemn  Trade, 
And  truft  the  Gods,  that  Saws  and  Hammers 

[made. 

5  Be  Heav'n  and  Earth  amaz'd  !  'Tis  hard  to  fay 
Which  is  more  ftupid,  or  their  Gods,  oc  theyy 
O  //rW,  truft  the  Lord  :  He  hears  and  fees^ 
He  knows  thy  Sorrows,  and  reftores  thy  Peace  i 
His  Worfhipdoes  a  thoufand  Comforts  yield. 
He  is  thy  Hglp,.  and  jie  thine  iieav-^nly  Shiield, 

6  O  Britain,  truft  the  Lord  :  Thy  Foes  in  vain 
Attempt  thy  Ruin,  and  oppole  his  Reign  j " 
Had  they  prevail'd,  Darknefs  had  clos'd  our 

z^  [Days, 

And  Deith  and  Silence  had  forbid  his  Praife  : 
But  we  are  fav'd,  and  live  :  Let  Songs  arife, 
And  Briton;  bkk  the  GOD  that  built  the  Skies. 


PSALJ^ 


ei»  PSALM     CXVI. 

PSALM    1 1 6.    TirfiFarU 

Recovery  from  Sicknefs, 

t  T  L  O  V  E  the  Lord ;  lie  heard  my  Cries, 
•*■     And  pity'd  every  Groan, 
Long  as  I  live,  when  Troubles  rife, 
I'll  haften  to  his  Throne. 
%  I  love  the  Lord  j  he  bow'd  his  Ear, 
And  chas'd  my  Griefs  away : 
O  let  my  Heart  no  more  de/pair. 
While  I  have  Breath  to  pray  ! 
3  My  Flefh  declin'd,  my  Spirits  fell, 
And  I  drew  near  the  Dead, 
While  inward  Pangs  and  Fears  of  HcU 
Perplex'd  my  wakeful  Head. 
^  *'  My  GOD,  I  cry'd,  thy  Servant  fave, 

"  Thcu  ever  good  and  juft  j 
=    *'  Thy  Pow'r  can  refcue  from  the  Grave, 
*'  Thy  PowV  is  all  my  Truft." 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  diftreit, 

He  bid  my  Pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  Soul,  to  God  t-hy  Relt-, 
For  thou  haft  known  his  Love. 

6  My  GOD  hath  fa v'd  my  Soul  from  Death-, 

And  dry'd  my  falling  Tears: 
Now  to  his  Praife  I'll  fpend  my  Breath, 
And  my  remaining  Years. 

PSALM   Ti6.  V.  i»,  &c.    Second  Part, 

ro'-ws  made  in  Trouble  paid  in  the  Church  j  or,, 
public  Thanks  for  private  Deliverance, 

1  \;n-  HAT  fliall  I  render  to  my  GOD 
^^      For  all  his  Kindnefs  fhown  ? 
My  "cet  (hall  vilit  thine  Abode, 

My  Songs  addrefs  thy  Throne. 
Among  tke  I'^aints  that  fill  thine  Houfe  [ 

Mv  or-;  Kig  (hall  be  paid  j  Tlier 


PSALM   cxvir. 

There  fli all  my  Zeal  perform  the  Vows 

My  Soul  in  Anguifti  made. 
How  much  is  Mercy  thy  Delight, 
^|iou  ever  bleffed  GOD! 
[     How  dear  thy  Servants  in  thy  Sight  ? 
i         H^w  precious  is  their  Blood  1 
1 4  Ho;»(r"^appy  all  thy  Servants  are  ! 
How  great  thy  Grace  to  me  ! 
My  Life  which  thoikhaft  made  thy  Care^ 
Lord,  I  devote  to  Thee. 
•  5  Now  I  am  Thine,  for  ever  Thine, 
^        Nor  (hall  my  Purpofe  move  : 

Thy  Hand  has  loos'd  my  Bonds  of  Pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  Love. 
6  Here  in  thy  Courts  I  leave  my  Vow, 
And  thy  rich  Grace  record  j 
Witnefs,  ye  Saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forfake  the  Lord. 


o 


P  S  A  L  M    117.    Common  Metre* 

Praife  to  God  from  all  Nations. 

ALL  ye  Nations  praife  the  Lord, 

Each  with  a  difF'rent  Tongue  j 

In  ev'ry  Language  learn  his  Word, 

And  let  his  Name  he  fung. 
His  Mercy  reigns  through  ev'ry  Land  j 

Proclaim  his  Grace  abroad  : 
For  ever  firm  his  Truth  fliall  ftand  j 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  GOD. 

PSALM    117.    Long  Metre. 

FROM  ail  that  dwell  below  the  Skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  Praife  arife } 
Let  the  r;-?deemer's  Name  he  fung 
Through  ev'ry  Land,  by  ev"r>/  Tongue. 
Eicrnal  are  th^  Mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  Truth^.^^t^nds  ^'- 


ftia  PSALM    CXVm. 

Thy  Praife  (hall  found  from  Shore  to  Shore, 
Till  Sun  ftiall  rife  and  fet  ne  more. 

PSALM   117.    Short  Metre. 

1  fW^  H  Y  Name,  Almighty  Lord, 

J      Shall  found  through  diftant  Lands  ; 
Great  is  thy  Grace,  and  fure  thy  Word  j 
Thy  Truth  for  ever  ftaftds. 

2  Far  be  thine  Honour  fpfread. 

And  long  thy  Praife  endUre, 
Till  Morning-Light  and  Evening-Shade 
Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 

PSALM   iiS.    v.  6— 1 5.    firflPart. 

Deli'verance  from  a  Tumult, 
I  npiHE  Lord  appears  my  Helper  now, 
J[       Nor  is  my  Faith  afraid 
What  all  the  Sons  of  Earth  can  do. 
Since  Heav'n  affords  its  Aid. 

4  *Tis  fafer.  Lord,  to  hope  in  Thee, 

And  have  my  G  O  D  my  Friend, 
Than  trull  in  Men  of  high  Degree, 
And  OH  their  Truth  depend. 

3  Like  Bees,  my  Foes  befet  me  round, 

A  large  and  angry  Swsrm  j 
But  1  ftiall  all  their  Rage  confound. 

By  thine  Almighty  Arm. 
4.  Tis  through  the  Lord  my  Heart  is  ftrong, 

In  him  my  Lips  rejoice  j 
While  his  Salvation  is  my  Song, 

How  chearful  is  my  Voice  ! 

5  Like  angry  Bees  they  girt  me  round  j 

WhtMi  GOD  appears  th«y  fly  ; 
So  burning  Thorns,  with  crackb- 
Make  a  fierce  BJaze,  and  di^ 
^^f'  Saints  and  Peace  ^ 
"  ■  th<rir 


PSALM    CXVIII.  *i3 

Let  I/r'el  tune  immortal  Songs 
To  his  Almighty  Grace. 

PSALM   118.    a/.  17—21.    Second  Part, 

Public  Praifefor  Deli'verance  from  Death, 
I  T    ORD,  thou  haft  heard  thy  Servant's  cry, 
JL/  And  refcu'd  from  the  Grave  j 
Now  ftiall  he  live  j  (and  none  can  die. 
If  GOD  refoive  to  fave.) 
a  Thy  Praife,  more  conftant  than  before. 
Shall  fill  his  daily  Breath  ; 
Thy  Hand,  that  hath  ehaftis'd  him  fore. 
Defends  him  ftill  from  Death. 
J  Opea  the  Gates  of  Sion  now, 
For  we  Ihall  worfhip  there, 
The  Houfe  where  all  the  Righteous  go, 
Thy  Mercy  to  declare. 
4  Among  th' Affemblies  of  thy  Saints, 
Our  thankful  Voice  we  raife  j 
There  we  have  told  Thee  our  Complaints, 
And  there  we  ^peak  thy  Praife. 

PSALM  118.  v.  **,  13.    Third  Part, 

Chrift  the  Foundation  of  his  Church. 
X   U  EHOLD  the  Aire  Foundation-Stone, 
jD  Which  G  O  D  in  Sion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavnly  Hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  Praife. 
%  Chofen  of  G  OD,  to  Sinners  dear. 
And  Saints  ado^e  the  Name, 
They  truft  their  whole  Salvation  here. 
Nor  ihali  they  fuffer  Shame. 
3  The  fooiiili  Builders,  Scribe  and  Prieft, 
.  Rejedl  it  with  Difdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the  Church  (hall  reft, . 
And  iEnvy  rage  in  vain. 

K  2  4  What 


%i^  PSALM    CXVIII. 

4  What  though  the  Gates  of  Hell  withftocd  ? 
Yet  muft  this  Building  rife  : 
'Tis  thy  own  Work,  Almighty  GO  D, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  Eyes. 

PSALM  118.    Fourth  Part.    <v.  14.  45,  i* 

Hofanna  j  the  Lord's-Day  5  or,  Chrift'j  Refurrefti 

and  our  Sal'vation. 
%  np  H  I S  is  the  Day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
Jl     He  calls  the  Hoars  his  own  ; 
Let  Heav'n  rejoice,  let  Earth  be  glad, 
And  Praife  furround  thy  Throne. 

4  To-day  he  rofe  and  left  the  Dead  i 

And  Satan's  Empire  fell  j 
To-day  the  Saints  his  Triumph  fpread, 
And  all  his  Wonders  tell. 

5  Ho/anna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  Da'vid's  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,  O  Lord  j  defcend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  Throne. 
^  Bleft  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  Men 
With  MelTages  of  Grace ; 
Who  comes  in  G  O  D  his  Father's  Name, 
To  fave  our  finful  Race. 
5  Ho/anna  in  the  higheft  Strains 

The  Church  on  Earth  can  raife  ; 
The  higheft  Heav'ns,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  Praife. 

^SALM   118  1/.  22— ay.     Short  Mctr 

Hofanna/(?r  the  Lords-Day  i  or,  a  new 
of  Salvation  hy  Chrift. 
1    QEE  what  a  living  Stone 
i^  Th?  Builders  did  refufej 
Yet  GOD  hath  built  his  Church  thereon, 
In  Spite  of  envious  Jeivs. 


'I 


PSALM    CXVIIL  i^r 

»  The  Scribe  and  angry  Prieft 
Rejefl  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  ihall  Sion  reft, 
As  the  chief  Corner-Stone, 

3  The  Work,  O  Lord,  is  Thine, 
"        Aad  wondYous  in  our  Eyes : 

This  Day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  Day  did  J  ejus  rife. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  Day 

That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 

Let  us  rejoice,  and  fing  and  pray, 

Let  all  the  Church  beglad. 

5  Hofanna  to  the  King 

Of  Danjid's  Royal  Blood  ; 
Blefs  Him,  ye  Saints,  Hecomes  to  biing 
Salvation  from  your  GOD. 

6  We  blefs  thine  holy  Word, 

Which  3ll  this  Grace  difpliys  ; 
And  offer  en  thine  Altar,  Lord, 
Our  Sacrifice  of  Praife. 

PSALM  II 8.   'v.iz-'-ij.    Long  Metre, 

An  Hofanna  for  the  LorctsDay  ;  or,  A  ne^v  Song 
of  Sal'vation  by  Chv'i^. 

,  1  T     O,  what  a  glorious  Corner-Stone 
-   i    J    The  Jenvi/k  Builders  did  refnfe  : 

But  GOD  hath  built  his  Church  thereon. 

In  Spite  of  Envy,  and  the  Je^s. 
a  Great  GOD,  the  Work  is  all  divine. 

The  Joy  and  Wonder  of  our  Eyes ; 

This  is  the  Day  that  proves  it  thine, 

The  Day  that  faw  our  Saviour  rife. 
3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  Saints  be  glad  j 

Hofanna,  let  his  Name  be  bleft  ; 

A  thoufand  Honours  on  his  Head, 

With  Peacft  and  Light  and  Glory  jf  iV  i 


aj6  PSALM    CXIX. 

4-  In  G  O  D's  own  Name  he  comes,  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  Race ; 
Let  the  wbol*  Church  addrcfs  their  King 
With  Hearts  of  Joy,  a»d  Songs  of  Praile. 

PSALM    CXIX. 

[/  have  celled ed  and  difpofed  the  mafi  ufeful  Verfes 
•f  this  Pfalm  under  eighteen  different  Headsy  and 
jortntd  a  Divine  Song  u*fOn  each  of  them.  But  thf 
Vitfei  are  much  tranjpofedy  to  attain fome  Degree  of 
Connexion. 

In  fome  Places,  amimg  the  Words,  Law,  Com- 
mand?, Judgments,  Teftimonies,  /  ha%'e  ufed 
Gofpel,  Word,  Grace,  Truth,  Fremifes,  ^c. 
as  more  agreeable  to  the  Neiv-Tefiament^  and  the 
(ommon  Langu&ge  of  Lbrifians,  and  it  equally  an- 
fujers  the  Dtjign  of  the  Pfahnift,  'which  n^ai  t9  re- 
commend the  holy  Scripture-I 

PSALM    119.     Firjf  Part. 
The  BleJJednefj  of  Saints^  and  Mtfery  of  Sinners, 
Ver.  I,  2,  3. 
J    r>  L  E  S  T  are  the  undcfil'd  in  Heart, 
J]j  Whofe  Ways  are  right  and  clean  } 
Who  never  from  thy  Law  depart. 
But  fly  from  evYy  Sin. 
z  Blelt  aie  the  hitn  that  keep  thy  Word, 
And  pfaftife  thy  Commands  j 
With  their  whole  Heart  they  feek  the  Lord, 
And  ferve  Thee  with  their  Hands. 
Ver.  \$^. 
3  Great  is  their  Peace  who  love  thy  Law  ; 
How  firm  their  Souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  Temptation  draw 
Their  fteady  Feet  afide. 
Ver.  6. 
4.  Then  fliall  my  Heart  have  inward  Joy, 
And  keep  my  Face  from  Shame, 

When 


P  S  A  L  M    CXIX.  ai7 

When  all  thy  Statutes  I  obey. 
And  honour  all  thy  Name.   -    • 
Ver.  41,  iiS. 

5  But  haughty  Sinners  God  will  hate. 

The  Proud  fhall  die  accurft ; 
The  Sons  of  Falfhood  and  Deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  Durt. 
Ver.  1 19 1  155- 

6  Vile  as  the  Drofs  the  Wicked  are  j 

And  thofe  that  leave  thy  Ways 
Shall  fee  Salvation  from  afar, 
But  never  tafte  thy  Grace. 

PSALM    119.     Secofid  Part. 

Secret  De'votion  and  Spiritual  Mindednefi  j  Ofj 

Conjlant  Con'verfe  with  God. 

Ver.  147,  55. 
1  ^l*'  O  Thee,  before  the  dawning  Light, 
X      My  gracious  G  O  D,  I  pray  j 
I  meditate  thy  Name  by  Night, 
And  keep  thy  Law  by  Day, 
Ver.  8i. 
a  My  Spirit  faints  to  fee  thy  Grace, 
Thy  Promife  bears  me  up, 
And  while  Salvation  long  delays. 
Thy  Word  fupports  my  Hope. 
Ver.  164. 

3  Seven  Times  a  Day  I  lift  my  Hands, 

And  pay  my  Thanks  to  Thee, 
Thy  righteous  Providence  demands 
Repeated  Praifc  from  me. 
Ver.  6z. 

4  When  Midnight  Darknefs  veils  the  Skies, 

I  call  thy  Works  to  mind  j 
My  Thoughts  in  vt^arm  Devotion  rife. 
And  fwcct  Acceptance  find. 

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PSALM    119.     rkird  Part. 
ProfeJtiun  of  Sincerity,  Repentanct  and  Obedience. 

Ver.  57,  60. 
5  '^  HOU  art  my  Portion,  O  my  G  O  D  j 
JL       Soon  as  I  know  thy  Way, 
My  Heart  makes  Hafte  f  obey  thy  Word, 
And  fufFeis  no  Delay. 

Ver.  30,  14. 
%  I  chufe  the  Path  of  Heav'nly  Truth, 

And  glory  in  my  Choice  j 
'    Not  all  the  Riches  of  the  Earth 

Could  make  me  fo  rtjoice. 
5  TheTeliimonies  cf  thy  Grace 
I  let  before  my  Eyes  ; 
Th'-nce  I  derive  my  daily  Strength, 
And  there  my  Comfort  lies. 
Ver.  59. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  Path, 

i  think  upon  my  Ways, 
Tiien  turn  ray  Feet  to  thy  Commands, 
And  ti  ufl  thy  pard'ning  Grace. 
Ver.  94,    I J  4. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

O  fave  thy  Servant,  Lord  ; 
Thou  art  rny  Shield,  my  Hiding-place; 
My  Hope  is  in  thy  Word. 
Vt-r.  112. 

6  Thou  haftinclin'xi  this  Heart  of  mine 

Thy  Statutes  to  fulfil ; 
And  thus  till  mortal  Life  fhall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  Will. 

PSALM    119.     fourth  Part, 

Injlru^ion  from  Scripture. 

Ver.  9. 

O  W  (hall  the  Young  fecure  their  Hearts 

And  guard  their  Lives  from  Sin  j 

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Thy  Word  the  choiceft  Rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  Confcience  cleans 
Ver.  130. 
a  When  once  it  enters  to  the  Mind, 
It  fpreads  fiich  Light  abroad. 
The  meaneft  Souls  Inftruftion  find, 
And  raife  their  Thoughts  to  GO Dc 
Ver.  105. 
3  'Tis  like  the  Sun,  a  heav'nly  Light, 
That  guides  us  all  the  Day  j 
And  through  the  Dangers  of  the  Nighty 
A  Lamp  to  lead  our  Way. 
Ver.  99,  100. 
4.  The  Men  that  keep  thy  Law  with  Care^ 
And  meditate  thy  Word,. 
Grow  wifer  than  their  Teachers  are. 
And  better  know  rhe  Lord. 
Ver.  104,  113. 

5  Thy  Precepts  make  me  truly  wife  | 

I  hate  the  Sinner's  Road  : 
I  hate  my  own  vain  Thoughts  that  riie^ 
But  love  thy  Law,  my  G  O  D. 
Ver.  89,  90,  91, 

6  [The  ftarry  Heav'ns  thy  Rule  obeyj 

The  Earth  maima5n>  her  Place  | 
And  thefe  thy  Set  vans  s  Night  and  Day 
Thy  Skill  aad  Pow'r  exprsfs. 
J  But  ftill  thy  Law^  and  Gofpel,  Lord, 
Have  Leflons  more  divine  : 
Not  Earth  ftands  firmer  than  thy  Word, 
Nor  Stars  fo  nobly  ihine.] 

Ver.  1 60,  r4o,  9,  116. 
S  Thy  Word  is  everlafting  Truth  5 
How  pure  is  ev'ry  Page  ! 
That  holy  Book  {hall  guide  our  Youth, 
And  well  fupport  our  Age, 


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PSALM    119.    Fifth  Part. 

Delight  in  Sfripture ;    or,  Tbt  Word  of  God 
dnvilling  in  us, 

Ver.  97. 

1  f\  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  Law  f 
KJ     'Tis  daily  my  Delight ; 
And  thence  nvy  Meditations  draw 
Divine  Advice  by  Night. 
Ver.  i4g. 
t  My  waking  Eyes  prevent  the  Day 
To  meditate  thy  Word  ; 
My  Soul  with  Longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  Gofpel,  Lord. 
Ver.  3,  13,  54. 
3  How  doth  thy  Word  my  Heart  •ngage  ? 
How  well  employ  my  Tongue  ? 
And  in  my  tirefome  Pilgrimage 
Yields  me  a  hcav'nly  Song. 
Ver.  19,  103. 
4.  Am  I  a  Stranger,  or  at  Home : 
'Tis  my  perpetual  Feaft  j 
Not  Honey  dropping  from  the  Comb 
So  much  allures  the  Tafle. 
Ver.  72,  127, 
5  NaTreafures  fo  enrich  the  Mind  ^ 
Nor  fhall  thy  Word  be  fold 
For  Loads  of  Silver  well  refin'd. 
Nor  Heaps  of  choiceft  Gold. 
Ver.  jg,  49,  175. 
i  When  Nature  finks,  and  Spirits  droojv 
Thy  Promifes  of  Grace 
Are  Pillars  to  fupport  my  Hope, 
And  iheie  I  write  thy  Praifc. 

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PSALM   119.    Sixth  Pari, 

Holinefs  and  Comfort  from  the  IVord, 
Ver.  128. 
1  T     ORD,  I  efteem  thy  Judgments  right, 
I  J    And  all  thy  Statutes  juft  j 
Thence  I  maintain  a  conftant  Fight 
With  ev'ry  flattering  Luit. 
Vcr.  97,  9. 
t,  Thy  Precepts  otten  1  furvey  j 
I  keep  thy  Law  in  Sight, 
Through  all  the  Bufinefs  of  the  Day, 
To  form  my  Anions  right. 
Ver.  62. 

3  My  Heart  in  Midnight  S  lence  cries, 

«*  How  fweet  thy  Comforts  be  5" 
My  Thoughts  in  holy  Wonder  rife. 
And  bring  their  Thanks,  to^  Thee. 
Ver.  i«Sa. 

4  And  when  my  Spirit  drinks  her  Fill, 

At  feme  good  Word  of  thine. 
Not  mighty  Men  that  fhare  the  Spoil 
Have  Joys  compar'd  to  mine, 

P  S  A  L  M    119.^  Se'venth  Part, 

ImperfeSion  of  Natttrii  and  Ferftdlionof  Scrtpturew^ 

Ver.  96.  Paraphra  ed. 
1  1     ET  all  the //m/Af«  Writers  join 
J_y    To  form  one  pe;  fe6l  Book  j 
Great  G  O  D    if  once  compared  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  Writings  look. 
%  Not  the  moft  pr;e6l  Rules  they  gsve 
Could  fhtw  one  Sin  forgiv'n  : 
Nor  le-^d  a  Sn^p  beyond  the  Grave  j 
But  thine  condufts  to  Heaven. 
J  Tve  feen  an  End  of  what  we  call 
Perfedlion  here  below  j 


222  F  S  A  L  M    CXIX. 

How  (hort  thePow'rs  of  Nature  fall. 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  Yet  Men  wowld  fain  be  juft  with  God, 

By  Works  their  Hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  Commands,  exceeding  br oad^ 
Extend  to  evVy  Thought. 

5  In  vain  we  boaft  Perfeftion  here, 

While  Sin  defiles  our  Frames 
And  finks  our  Virtues  down  fo  far. 

They  fcarce  deferve  the  Name. 
$  Our  Faith,  and  Love,  and  ev'ry  Grac€ 

Fall  far  below  thy  Word; 
But  perfed  Truth  and  Righteoufnefe 

Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

PSALM    119.    Eighth  Part. 

The  Word  of  God  //  the  Sainfs  Portion ;  or, 
I'be  ExcelUncj  and  Variety  of  Scripture. 

Ver.  in.  Paraphrafed.  ,^ 

I  T     O  R  D,  I  have  made  thy  Word  my  Choice,' 
I    J  My  lafting  Heritage  ; 
There  fhall  my  nobleft  Pow'rs  rejoic€. 
My  warmeft  Thoughts  engage, 
a  ril  read  the  Hift'ries  of  thy  Love, 
And  keep  thy  Laws  in  Sight, 
While  through  the  Promifes  I  rove. 
With  ever-frefli  Delight. 
3  *Tis  a  broad  Land  of  Wealth  unknown. 
Where  Springs  of  Life  arife, 
Seeds  of  immortal  Blifs  are  fown, 
And  hidden  Glory  lies. 
^  The  beft  Relief  that  Mourners  have. 
It  makes  our  Sorrows  bleft  ; 
Our  faireft  Hope  beyond  tlie  Grave, 
And  our  eternal  Reft, 

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PSALM    CXIX.  ai3 

PSALM    119.    mnthVart, 


Dejire  of  Knowledge ;  or.  The  Teaching  of  thf 
Spirit  <vjitb  the  JVord, 

Ver.  64,  68,  18. 
1  npHY  Mercies  fill  the  Earth,  O  Lord^ 
\       How  good  thy  Works  appear  ! 
Open  mine  Eyes  to  read  thy  Word, 
And  fee  thy  Wonders  there. 
Ver.  73,  145. 
a  My  Heart  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  Hand, 
My  Service  is  thy  due, 
O  make  thy  Servant  underftand 
The  Duties  he  maft  do. 
Ver.  19. 

3  Since  I'm  a  Stranger  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  Path  be  hid, 
But  mark  the  Road  my  Feetfhould  go. 
And  be  my  conftant  Guide. 
Ver.  26. 

4  When  I  confefsM  my  wand'ring  Ways, 

Thou  heard'ft  my  Soul  complain  : 
Grant  me  t>i«  Teachings  of  thy  Grace, 
Ot^-flrSll  ftray  again. 

Ver.  33,  34, 

5  If  GOD  to  me  his  Statutes  (hew. 

And  heav'nly  Truth  impart. 
His  Works  for  ever  I'l]  purfue. 
His  Law  Ihall  rule  my  Heart. 
Ver.  50,  71. 
^  This  was  my  Comfort  when  I  bore 
Variety  of  Grief, 
It  made  me  learn  thy  Word  the  more. 
And  fly  to  that  Relief. 
Ver.  51. 
7  [In  vain  the  Proud  deride  me  now  5 
I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  LaWj 


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Nor  let  that  blefled  Gofpel  go 
Whence  all  my  Hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  27,  171. 
S  When  1  have  learn'd  my  Father's  Will, 
I'll  teach  the  World  his  Ways ; 
My  thankful  Lips  infpir'd  with  Zeal, 
Shall  loud  pronounce  his  Praife.] 

PSALM    11^     Tenth  Part. 
Pleading  the  Fromifes. 
Ver.  38,  49- 
%  TJ  E  H  O  L  D  thy  waiting  Servant,  Lord, 
J3    Devoted  to  thy  Fearj 
Remember,  and  confirm  thy  Word, 
For  all  my  Hopes  are  there, 
Ver.  4,1,  58,  i«7. 
a  Haft  thou  not  writ  Salvation  down, 
Aod  promised  quick'ning  Grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  Heart  addrefs  thy  Throne  ? 
And  yet  thy  Love  delays. 
Ver.  123,  41. 

3  Mine  Eyes  for  thy  Salvation  failj 

O  bear  thy  Servant  up ; 
Nor  let  the  fcofling  Lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  my  Hope. 
Ver.  49,  74. 

4  Didft  thou  not  raifc  my  Faith,  O  Lord  > 

Then  let  thy  Truth  appear  : 
Saints  fhall  rejoice  in  my  Reward, 
And  truft  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM    119.    Eleventh  Part, 
Breathing  after  Holinefs, 
Ver.  s,  ^3. 
X  /^  That  the  Lord  would  guide  my  Ways 
\J     To  keep  his  Statutes  ftill! 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  Grace 
To  kjiow  and  do  his  Willi 

Ver^ 


PSALM    CXIX.  i%s 

Ver.  29. 
a  O  fend  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 
Thy  Law  upon  my  Heart ! 
Nor  let  nay  Tongue  indulge  Deceit, 
Nor  a6t  the  Liar's  Part. 

Ver.  37,  36. 

3  From  Vanity  turn  off  my  Eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  Defign, 
Nor  covetous  Defires  arife 
Within  this  Soul  of  mine. 
Ver.  133. 

4  Order  my  Footfteps  by  thy  Word, 

And  make  my  Heart  fmcere  j 
Let  Sin  have  no  Dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  Confcience  clear. 
Ver.  176. 

5  My  Soul  hath  gone  too  far  aftray. 

My-  Feet  too  often  flip  j 
Yetfmce  I've  not  forgot  thy  Way, 
Reftore  thy  wand 'ring  Sheep..* 
Ver.  35. 
4  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  Commands  5 
'Tis  a  delightful  Road  j 
Nor  Jet  my  Head,  or  Heart,  or  Hands, 
Offend  againft  my  G  O  D. 

PSALM    iig.     Twelfth  Part, 
Breathing  after  Comfort  and  Deli'veranu, 
Ver.  153. 
X  TV  T  Y  G  O  D,  confider  my  Diftrefs, 
iVl     Let  Mercy  plead  my  Caufe  j 
Thowgh  I  have  finn'd  againft  thy  Grace, 
I  can't  forget  thy  Laws. 

Ver.  39,  n«. 
^  Forbid,  forbid  the  (harp  Reproach, 
Which!  fojuftly  fear  J 
Uphold  my  Life,  uphold  my  Hopes, 
^or  let  ray  Shame  appear. 

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Ver.  142,  J  35. 
3  Be  thou  a  Surety,  Lord,  for  me, 
Nor  let  the  Prcud  opprefs  j 
But  make  thy  waiting  Servant  fee 
The  Shining!  of  thy  Face. 
Ver.  8a. 
4.  My  Eyes  with  Expeftation  fail, 
My  Heart  within  me  cries, 
«*  When  nvi/i  the  Lord  his  Truth  ful/ii, 
**  And  make  my  Comforts  rife.'' 
Ver.  131. 
5  Look  down  upon  my  Sorrows,  Lord, 
And  fhew  thy  Grace  the  fame, 
As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  afford 
To  thofe  that  love  thy  Name. 

PSALM    119,     Thirteenth  Part. 

Holy  Fear,  and  Tendernefs  of  Confcience. 

Ver.  10. 

1  \JK7  ITfi  my  whole  Heart  IVe  fought  thy 

VV      O  let  me  never  ftray  (Facc> 

From  thy  Commands,"  O  GOD  of  Grace^ 
Nor  tread  the  Sinners  Way. 
Ver.  11. 

2  Thy  Word  I've  hid  within  my  Heart 

To  keep  my  Confcience  clean, 
And  be  an  everlafting  Guard 
From  ev*ry  rifmg  Sin. 

Ver.  63,  53,  158. 

3  I'm  a  Companion  of  the  Saints, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  ; 
My  Sorrows  rife,  my  Nature  faints. 
When  Men  tranfgrefs  thy  Word. 
Ver.  i6i,  163. 

4  While  Sinners  do  thy  Gofpel  wrong, 

My  Spirit  ftands  in  Awej 
My  Soul  abhors  a  lying  Tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  Law. 

Ver. 


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Ver.  i6i,  lio. 
5  My  Heart  with  facred  Rev'rence  hears 
The  Threatnings  of  thy  Wor<3  j 
My  Flefh  with  hofy  Trembling  fears 
The  Judgments  of  the  Lord. 
Ver.  166,  174.. 
5  My  GOD,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 
For  thy  Salvation  Hill  i 
While  thy  whole  Law  is  my  Delightj 
And  I  obey  thy  Will. 

PSALM    119.    Tour teentb  Part. 

Eenejit    of  Jiffi-MionSt    and  Support   under    them. 

Ver.  153,  81,  82. 

1  /^  O  N  S I D  E  R  all  my  Sorrows,  Lordj 
%.  J    And  thy  Deliv'ranoe  fend  j 

My  Soul  for  thy  Salvation  faints, 
W^hen  will  niy  Troubles  end  ? 
Ver.  72. 

2  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  Rod  j 
Afili6tions  make  me  learn  thy  Law, 
And  live  upon  my  GOD. 
Ver.  50. 

3  This  is  the  Comfort  I  enjoy 

W^hen  new  Diftrefs  begins: 
I  read  thy  Word,  I  run  thy  Way, 
And  hate  my  former  Sins. 
Ver.  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  Word  been  my  Delight, 

When  earthly  Joys  were  fled, 
My  Soul,  oppreft  with  Sorrows  Weight, 
Had  funk  araongft  the  Dead. 
Ver.  75. 
5  I  know  thy  Judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 
Though  they  may  feem  fevere  j 
The  fharpeft  SufF'rings  I  endure. 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  Care, 

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Ver.  67. 
i  Before  I  knew  thy  chaft'ning  Rod, 
My  Feet  were  apt  to  ftray  j 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  Word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  Way. 

PSALM    119.     Fifteenth  Part. 
Holy  Refolutions, 
Ver.  93. 
X  f^  T  H  A  T  thy  Statutes  evVy  Hour 
\  J     Might  dwell  upon  my  Mind  1 
Thence  I  derive  a  quick'ningPow'r, 
And  daily  Peace  1  find. 

Ver.  15,  16. 
%  To  meditate  thy  Precepts,  Lord, 
Shall  be  my  rweet  Employ  j 
My  Soul  fhall  ne'er  forget  thy  Word, 
Thy  Word  is  all  my  Joy. 
Ver.  32. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  Commands, 

If  thou  my  Heart  difcharge 
From  Sin  and  Satan  ^  hateful  Chains, 
And  fet  my  Feet  at  large  ? 
Ve;r.  13,  46. 

4  My  Lips  with  Courage  (hall  declare. 

Thy  Statutes  and  thy  Name  ; 
ril  fpeak  thy  Word,  though  Kings  fhould  hear. 
Nor  yield  to  finful  Shame. 
Ver.  61,  69,  70. 

5  Let  Bands  of  Perfecutors  rife 

To  rob  me  of  my  Right, 
Let  Pride  and  Malice  forge  their  Lies, 
Thy  Law  is  my  Dehght. 
Ver.  115. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  Race, 

Whofe  Hands  and  Hearts  are  iM  j 
I  love  my  GOD,  I  love  his  Ways, 
And  mult  obey  his  Will. 

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P  S  A  1^  M    119.     Sixteenth  Part, 
Frayerfor  quickening  Grace. 
Ver.  25,  37. 
I  Ti  ^  Y  Soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  Dull  j 
JLVJL    Lord,  give  me  Life  ^inej 
From  vain  Defires,  and  ev'ry  Lull 
Turn  oiF  thefc  Eyes  of  mine. 
z  I  need  th'  Influence  of  thy  Grace 
To  fpeed  me  in  thy  Way, 
|i'    Left  I  fliould  loiter  in  ray  Race, 
Or  turn  my  Feet  aftray. 
Ver.  107. 

3  When  fore  Affliiftions  prefs  me  down, 

I  need  thy  quick'ning  Pow'rs  j 
Thy  Word  that  I  havie  relied  on. 
Shall  help  my  heavieft  Hours, 
Ver.  156,  40, 

4  Are  not  thy  Mercies  fov'reign  ftiil. 

And  thou  a  faithful  GOD  ? 
Wiit  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  Zeal 
To  run  the  heav'nly  Road  ? 
Ver.  159,  40. 

5  Does  not  my  Heart  thy  Precepts  love. 

And  long  to  fee  thy  Face  ! 
And  yet  how  flow  my  Spirits  move 
Without  cnliv'ning  Grace  ? 
Ver.  93. 

6  Then  ftiall  I  love  thy  Gofpel  more. 

And  ne'er  forger  thy  Word, 
When  1  have  felt  its  quick'ning  Pow'r 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

PSALM    119.    Sequent eenth  Part. 

Courage  and  Per/ever ance  under  Perfecutioni   or, 

Grace  Jbining  in  Difficulties  and  Trials, 

Ver.  143,  28. 

I  Xll/HE N  Pain  and  Anguifli feize  me,  Lord, 

Y  V      All  my  Support  is  from  thy  Word  : 

My 


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My  Soul  diffolves  for  Heavinefs  5 ; 

Uphold  me  with  thy  ftrength'ning  Grace. 
Ver.  51,  69,  110. 
*  The  Proud' have  fram'd  their  ScofFs  and  Lies, 

They  watch  my  Feet  with  envious  Eyes, 

And  tempt  my  Soul  to  Snares  and  Sin  ; 

Yet  thy  Commands  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.  i6i,  78. 
3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  Caufe, 

They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  Laws  j 

But  I  will  truft  and  fear  thy  Name, 

Till  Pride  and  Malice  die  with  Shame. 

PSALM    119.     LafParf. 
SanSiif.ed  A^iBions  j  or,  Delight  in  the  Word 
of  God. 
Ver.  67,  59. 
1   T? AT  HER,  I  blefsthy  gentle  Hand  ; 
X"^    How  kinci  was  thy  ehaitifing  Rod, 
That  for^z'd  tny  Confcience  to  a  Stand, 
^nd  brought  my  wand'rirg  Soul  to  GOD! 
ft  Fooiifli  and  vain  I  went  nftray 
E'er  I  had  felt  thy  Scourges,  Lord, 
I  left  my  Guide,  and  lolt  my  VVay, 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  Word. 
Ver.  71. 

3  ''Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  Yoke, 
For  Pride  is  apt  to  rife  and  fwell ; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  Stroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  Statutes  well. 

Ver.  72, 

4  The  L3w  that  iffues  from  thy  Mouth 
Shall  raife  my  chearful  Pafllons  more 
Than  all  the  Treafnres  of  the  Southt 
Or  Wefiern  Hills  of  golden  Ore. 

Ver.  73. 

5  Thy  Hands  have  made  my  mortal  Frame, 
Thy  Spirit  form'd  my  Soul  within ; 

Teach 


PSALM    CXX.  231 

Teach  me^tp  know  thy  wond'rous  Name, 
And  guara  me  fafe  from  Death  and  Sin, 
Ver.  74. 
f  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
At  my  Salvation  fliali  rejoice; 
For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  Word, 
And  made  thy  Grace  my  only  Choice, 

PSALM    140. 

Complaint  of  auarrelfome  Neighbours  ;  or,  A  devout 
Wijb  for  Peace. 

5  ^HOU  GODof*Love,  thou  ever-bleft, 
1      Pity  my  faff  'ring  State  j 
When  wilt  thou  fet  my  Soul  at  Reft, 
From  Lips  that  love  Deceit  ? 
%  Hard  Lot  of  mine !  My  Days  are  caft 
Among  the  Sons  of  Strife, 
Whofe  never- ceanng  Brawlirigs  wafte 
My  golden  Hours  of  Life. 

3  O  mightlfty  to  change  my  Place, 

How  would  I  chufe  to  dwell 
In  Ibme  wild  lonefome  Wilderncfs, 
And  leave  thefe  Gates  of  Hell  1 

4  Peace  is  the  Bleffing  that  I  feek. 

How  lovely  are  its  Charms ! 
I  am  for  Peace  ;  but  when  I  fpeak. 
They  all  declare  for  Arms. 

5  New  Paifions  ftilj  their  Souls  engage. 

And  keep  their  Malice  (trong  : 
What  (hall  be  done  to  curb  thy  Rage, 
O  thou  devouring  Tongue  * 

6  Should  burning  Arrows  fmite  them  through, 

Stridl  Juftice  would  approve  | 
But  I  had  rather  fpare  my  Foe, 
And  melt  his  Heart  with  Love, 


PSALM 


23*  PSALM  cxxr. 

PSALM    III.    Long  Metre, 
Divine  Proteftion» 

I  T  T  P  to  the  Hills  I  lift  mine  Eyes, 
\J     Th'  eternal  Hills  beyond  the  Skies  j 
Thlnce  all  her  Help  my  Soul  derives  j 
There  my  Almighty  Refuge  lies. 

%  He  lives  \  the  everlafting  GOD, 
That  built  the  World,  that  fpread  the  Flood  i 
The  Heav'ns,  with  aU  their  Hofts  lie  made. 
And  the  dark  Regions  of  the  Dead. 

5  He  guides  our  Feet,  he  guards  our  Way  j 
His  Morning  Smilesjblels  all  the  Day ; 
He  fpreads  the  Evening  Veil,  and  keeps 
The  filent  Hours,  while  Ifr'el  fleeps. 

4  Ifr^dy  a  Name  divinely  blcft. 
May  rife  fecure,  fecurely  reftj 
The  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  Eyes 
Admit  no  Slumber  nor  Surprize. 

5  No  Sun  (hall  fmite  thy  Head  by  Day, 
Nor  the  pale  Moon  with  fickly  Ray 
Shall  blaft  thy  Couch  j  no  baleful  Star 
Dart  his  malignant  Fire  fo  far. 

6  Should  Earth  ..nd  Hell  with  Malice  burn, 
Still  thou  (halt  go,  and  ftill  return 

Safe  in  the  Lord  j  his  heav'nly  Care 
Defends  thy  Li(e  from  ev'ry  Snare. 

7  On  thee  foul  Spirits  have  no  Pow'r ; 
And  in  thy.laft  departing  Hour, 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  Road, 
•hall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  G  O  D. 

PSALM    111.    Common  Metre, 
frefernjation  by  Day  and  Night. 
I  fr^  O  Heav'n  I  lift  my  waiting  Eyes  j 
1       There  all  my  Hopes  are  laid  : 
The  Lord,  that  built  the  Earth  and  Skies,    - 
Is  my  perpetual  Aid, 

a  Their 


PSALM    CXXI.  433 

ft  Their  Feet  fliall  never  Aide  or  fall, 
Wiiom  he  deflgns  to  keep  j 
His  Ear  attends  the  fofteft  Call  j 
His  Eyes  can  never  deep. 
3  He  will  fuftain  our  weakeft  Pow'rs 
With  his  Almighty  Arm, 
And  watch  our  moft  unguarded  HoHri 
Againft  furprifing  Harm. 
4.  i/rV/ re joice,  and  reft  fecure. 
Thy  Keeper  is  the  Lord  j 
His  wakeful  Eyes  employ  his  Pow'r 
For  thine  eternal  Guard. 

5  Nor  fcorching  Sun,  nor  fickly  Moon, 

Shall  have  his  Leave  to  fraite  j 
He  fhields  thy  Head  from  burning  Noon, 
From  blafting  Damps  at  Night. 

6  He  guards  thy  Soul,  he  keeps  thy  Breath, 

Where  thickeft  Dangers  come ; 
Go  and  return,  fecure  from  Death, 
Till  GOD  commands  thee  home. 

PSALM    141.    As  the  148th  Pfalm. 

God  our  Frefervet , 
I  TTP  WARD  I  lift  mine  Eyes, 
\J     From  G  O  D  is  all  my  Aid  \ 
The  GOD  that  built  the  Skies, 
And  Earth  and  Nature  made  ; 
GODistheTowV 
To  which  I  fly  J  . 
His  Grace  is  nigh 
In  ev'ry  Hour, 
i  My  Feet  fliall  never  ^\^ty 
And  fall  in  fatal  Snares, 
Since  GOD,  my  Guard  and  Guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  Fears. 
Thofe  wakeful  Eyes 
That  never  fleep, 

ShaU 


a34  PSALM    CXXII. 

Shall  IJrad  keep, 
WhenB^ngers  rife. 

3  No  burning  fleatsby  Day, 
NorBlafts  of  Evening  Air, 
Shall  take  my  Health  away. 
If  G  O  D  be  with  me  there  ; 

Thou  art  my  Sun, 
And  thou  my  Shade, 
To  guard  my  Head 
By  Night  or  Noon. 

4  Haft  thou  not  giv'n  thy  Word 
To  fave  my  Soul  from  Death  ? 
And  I  can  truft  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  Breath  j 

I'll  go  and  come. 
Nor  fear  to  die. 
Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  Home. 

PSALM    l^^.    Common  Metre. 

Going  ti  Church. 

1  Y  T  O  W  did  my  Heart  rejoice  to  hear 
Xx  My  Friends  devoutly  fay, 
**  In  Sion  let  us  all  appear^ 

"  And  keep  thefolemn  Day  /" 

2  I  love  her  Gates,  I  love  the  Road  ; 

The  Church  adorn'd  with  Grace,     ^ 
Stands  like  a  Palace  built  for  G OD 
To  fliew  his  milder  Face. 

3  Up  to  her  Courts  with  Joys  unknown 

The  holy  Tribes  repair  j 
The  Son  of  Dao'/W  holds  his  Throne, 
And  fits  in  Judgment  there. 

4  He  hearjs  our  Praifes  and  Complaints: 

Aod  while  his  awful  Voice 
Divides  the  Sinners  from  the  Saints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 


PSALM    CXXII.  J35 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  Place, 

And  Joy  a  conftjint  Gueft  ! 
With  holy  Gifts  and  heav'nly  Grace 
Be  her'Attendants  blell ! 

6  My  Soul  (hall  pray  for  Sion  ftill, 

While  Life  or  Breath  remains ; 
There  my  beft  Friends,  my  Kindred  dwell, 
There  GOD  my  Saviour  reigns. 

PSALM    1Z2.    Proper  Tune. 

Going  to  Church. 

z   T  T  O  W  pleas'd  and  bleft  was  I 
Jrl     To  hear  the  People  cry, 
«  Come^  let  usfeek  our  GOD  to  Day  j" 

Yes-  with  a  chearful  Zeal 

We  hade  to  Sioti's  Hill, 
And  there  our  Vows  and  Honours  pay. 
a  Sion,  thrice  happy  Place, 

Adorn'd  with  wond'rous  Grace, 
And  Walls  of  Strength  embrace  thee  round  j 

In  thee  our  Tribes  appear, 

To  pray,  and  praife,  and  hear 
The  facred  Gofpel's  joyful  Sound. 

3  There  Da'vid's  greater  Son 

Has  fix'd  his  Royal  Throne, 
He  fits  for  Grace  and  Judgment  there  j 

He  bids  the  Saint  be  glad. 

He  makes  the  Sinner  fad,. 
And  humble  Souls  rejoice  with  Fear. 

4  May  Peace  attend  thy  Gate, 

And  Joy  within  thee  wait, 
To^tlefs  the  Soul  of  ev'ry  Gueft  ! 

The  Man  that  feeks  thy  Peace, 

And  wifhes  thine  Increafe, 
A  thoufand  Bleffings  on  him  reft ! 

L  5  My 


236  PSALM    CXXIV. 

5  My  Tongue  repeats  her  Vows, 

Peace  to  tbisfacred  Houfe  ! 
For  there  my  Friends  and  Kindred  dwell ; 

And  fince  my  glorious  GOD 

Makes  thee  his  bleft  Abode, 
My  Soul  (hall  ever  love  thee  well. 

[Repeat  the  ^h  Stanza,  to  complete  the  Tune^^ 

PSALM    1Z3. 

Piecing  ivitb  Submiffion. 

1  /^  Thou  whofe  Grace  and  Juftice  reign, 
\J     Enthron'd  above  the  Skies, 
To  Thee  our  Hearts  would  tell  their  Pain, 

To  Thee  we  lift  our  Eyes. 

2  As  Servants  watch  their  Mafter's  Hand, 

And  fear  the  angry  Stroke; 
Or  Maids  before  their  Miftrefs  ftand. 
And  wait  a  peaceful  Look: 

3  So  for  our  Sins  we  juftly  feel 

Thy  Diicipline,  O  GOD; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  Moment  ftill. 
Till  thou  remove  thy  Rod. 

4  Thofe  that  in  Wealth  and  Pleafure  live, 

Our  daily  Groans  deride. 
And  thy  Delays  of  Mercy  give 
Frefti  Courage  to  their  Pride. 

5  Our  Foes  infult  us,  but  our  Hope 

In  thy  Companion  lies ; 
This  Thought  (hall  bear  our  Spirits  up, 
That  GOD  will  not  defpife. 


H 


PSALM    124.. 

A  Song  for  the  5/A  of  November. 

AD  not  the  Lord,  may  Ifr'et  f^y, 
Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  Side, 

When 


PSALM    CXXV.  43J. 

When  Men,  to  make  our  Lives  a  Prey, 
Rofe  like  the  Swelling  of  the  Tide  : 
a  The  fwelling  Tide  had  ftopt  our  Breath, 
So  fiercely  did  the  Waters  roll, 
We  had  been  fwallow'd  deep  in  Death  j 
Proud  Waters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  Soul. 

3  We  leap  for  Joy,  we  (hour  and  ling, 
Who  juft  efcap'd  the  fatal  Stroke  j 
So  flies  the  Bird  with  chearful  Wing^ 
When  once  the  Fowler's  Snare  is  broke. 

4  For  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  Fowler's  curled  Snare, 
Who  fav'd  us  from  the  murd'ring  Sword, 
And  made  our  Liveg  and  Souls  his  Care. 

5  Our  Help  is  in  Jebo'vah'sNa.mef 

Who  form'd  the  Earth,  and  built  the  Skies  : 
He  that  upholds  that  wond'rous  Frame,  ' 

Guards  his  own  Church  with  watchful  Eyes. 

PSALM    las^    Common  Metre. 

The  Saints  Trial  and  Safety. 
X  TTNSHAKEN  as  the  facred  Hill, 
V^      Aad  firm  as  Mountains  be, 
Firm  as  a  Rock  the  Soul  fliall  reft 
That  leans,  O  Lord,  on  Thee, 
a  Not  Walls  nor  Hills  could  guard  fo  well 
Old  ^tf/^wj's  happy  Ground, 
As  thofe  eternal  Arms  of  Love 
That  ev'ry  Saint  furround. 

3  While  Tyrants  are  a  fmarting  Scourge 

To  drive  them  near  to  GOD, 
Divine  Compaffion  does  allay 
The  Fury  of  the  Rod. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  Souls  fincere, 

And  lead  them  fafeiy  on 
To  the  bright  Gates  of  Paradife, 
Where  Chrift  their  Lord  is  gone. 

La  r  But 


lit  PSALM    CXXVI. 

5  But  if  we  trace  thofe  crooked  Ways 
That  the  old  Serpent  drew, 
The  Wrath  that  drove  him  firft  to  Hell 
Shall  fmite  hie  Followers  too. 

PSALM  125.    Short  Metre. 

The  Saints  Trial  and  Safety ;  or,  moderated  AffliSitons, 
1    TT^IRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 
Xr      That  reft  their  Souls  on  GOD  j 
Firm  as  the  Mount  where  jD^o'ii  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  Ark  abode, 
a  ^s  Mciintalns  ftood  to  guard 
The  City's  facred  Ground, 
So  G  ©D,  and  his  Almighty  Love, 
Embrace  his  Saints  around. 

3  What  though  the  Father's  Rod 

Drop  a  chaftifing  Stroke, 
Yet  left  it  wound  their  Souls  too  deep, 
Its  Fury  fliall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently.  Lord,  with  thofe 

Whofe  Faith  and  pious  Fear, 
Whofe  Hope,  and  Love,  and  ev'ry  Grace 
Proclaim  their  Hearts  fmcere. 

5  Norfliall  the  Tyrant's  Rage 

Too  long  opprefs  the  Saint ; 

The  G  O  D  of  Ifr'el  will  fupport 

His  Children,  left  they  faint. 

6  But  if  cur  flavifti  Fear 

Will  chufe  the  Road  to  Hell, 
We  muft  expeil:  our  Portion  there, 
Where  bolder  Sinners  dwell. 


PSALM    126.    Long  Metre. 


'W 


Surprizing  Deliverance. 
HEN  GOD  reftor'd  our  captive  State, 
Joy  was  our  Song,  and  Grace  our  Thenie 


PSALM    CXXVI.  239 

The  Grace  beyond  our  Hopes  Co  great. 
That  Joy  appear'd  a  painted  Dream. 
I  The  Scoffer  owns  thy  H  md,  and  pays 
Unwilling  Honours  to  thy  Name  ; 
While  we  with  Pleaiure  iliout  thy  Praife, 
With  chearful  Notes  thy  Love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  review  our  diimal  Fears, 
'Twas  hard  to  think  they  vanifti'd  Co  ; 
With  GOD  we  left  our  flowing  Tears, 
He  makes  our  Joys  like  Rivers  flow. 

4  The  Maa  that"^in  his  furrowed  Field, 
Hisfcatter'd  Seed  with  Sadiiefs  leaves. 
Will  Aiout  to  fee  the  Harveft  yield 

A  weicoine  Load  of  joyful  Sheaves. 

P  S  A  L  M    126.     Common  Metre. 

7he  Joy  of  a  remarkable  Conuerjion  \   or,  Melan- 
choly remo'ved. 

1   "1  X/HEN  GOD  reveaPd  his  gracious  Name, 
'VV     And  chang'd  my  mournful  State, 
My  Rapture  feem'd  a  pleafing  Dream, 
The  Grace  appear'd  fo  great. 
9  The  World  beheld  the  glorious  Change, 
And  did  thy  Hand  confefs  j 
My  Tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  Strains, 
And  fung  furprifing  Grace. 

3  Great  is  the  IVorkj  my  Neighbours  ery'd. 

And  own'd  the  Power  divine ; 
Great  is  the  Work,  my  Heart  reply'd. 
And  bi  the  Glory  ttine. 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkefl  Skies, 

Can  give  us  Day  for  Nighc  j 
Make  Drops  of  facred  Sorrow  rife 
To  Rivers  of  Delight. 

5  Let  thofe  thatfovv  in  Sadnefs  wait 

Till  the  fair  Harveft  come, 

L  3  Thej 


240  PSALM    CXXVir.x 

They  fhall  confefs  their  Sheaves  are  great, 

And  (hout  the  Bleffings  home. 
6  Though  Seed  lie  bury'd  long  in  Duft, 

It  fhan't  deceive  their  Hope  ! 
The  precious  Gain  can  ne'er  be  loft, 

For  Grace  inlures  the  Crop. 

PSALM    127.    Long  Metre. 

The  BleJJing  of  God  on  the  Bu/mefs  and  Comforts  of 
Life, 

1  T  F  GOD  fucceed  not,  all  the  Coft 
J,  And  Pains  to  build  the  Houfe  are  loft, 
If  GOD  the  City  will  not  keep, 
The  watchful  Guards  as  well  may  deep. 

i  What  if  you  rife  before  the  Sun, 
And  woi  ic  and  toil  when  Day  is  done, 
Careful  and  fparing  eat  your  Bread, 
To  fhun  that  Poverty  you  dread. 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  till  GOD  h:\thbkft; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  Reft  ; 
Children  and  Fiiends  are  Blcflingstoo, 
If  GOD  our  Sov'reign  make  them  fb. 

4  Happy  the  Man  to  whom  he  fends 
Obedient  Children,  faithful  Friends! 
How  fweet  our  daily  Comforts  prove 
When  they  are  feafon'd  with  his  Love  ! 

PSALM    117.    Common  Metre. 

God  all  in  all. 

1  TF  GOD  to  build  the  Houfe  deny, 
Jl     The  Builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  Towns  without  his  wakeful  Eye 

An  ufelefs  Watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  Morning  Beams  arife, 

Your  painful  Work  renew, 
And  till  the  Stars  afcend  the  Skies, 
Your  tirefome  Toil  purfue. 

1  Short 


PSALM    CXXIX.  »4i 

3  Short  be  your  Sleep,  and  coarfe  your  Fare  j 
^       In  vain,  till  G  O  D  has  bleft  j 
But  if  his  Smiles  attend  your  Care, 
You  (hall  have  Food  and  Reft. 
4.  Nor  Children,  Relatives,  nor  Friends, 
Shall  real  Bleffings  prove. 
Nor  all  the  earthly  Joys  he  fends. 
If  fent  without  his  Love. 

PSALM    128. 

Family  Blejfings, 
i  f^  HAPPY  Man,  whofe  Saulls  fillM 
V^    With  Zeal  and  reverend  Avce  ! 
His  Lips  to  G  O  D  their  Honours  yield, 
His  Life  adorns  the  Law. 

2  A  careful  Providence  Ihall  ftand 

And  ever  guard  thy  Head, 
Shall  on  the  Labours  of  thy  Hand 
Its  kindly  Bleffings  Oied. 

3  Thy  Wife  (hall  be  a  fruitful  Vinej 

Thy  Children  round  thy  Board, 
Each  like  a  Plant  of  Honour  (hine. 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  fhall  thy  beft  Hopes  fulfil 

For  Months  and  Years  to  come  j 

The  Lord  who  dwells  on  Stones  Hill, 

Shall  fend  thee  Bleflings  Home. 

5  This  is  the  Man  whofe  happy  Eyes 

Shall  fee  his  Houfe  increafe. 
Shall  fee  the  finking  Church  arife. 
Then  leave  the  World  in  Peace. 

PSALM    129. 
Perfecutors  pumjhed. 
I  T  T  P  from  my  Youth,  may  7/rV/  fay, 
kJ      Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  Tears  i 
My  Griefs  were  conftant  as  the  Dayj^ 
And  tedious  as  the  Years, 

L  4  %  Up 


241  PSALM    CXXX. 

a  Up  from  my  Youth  I  bore  the  Rage 

Of  all  the  Sons  of  Strife  j 

Oft  they  affaird  my  riper  Age, 

But  not  deftroy'd  my  Life. 

3  Their  cruel  Plow  had  torn  my  Flefti 

With  Furrows  long  and  deep, 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  Wounds  afrcfh, 
Nor  let  my  Sorrows  fleep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  Throne, 

And  with  impartial  Eye, 
Mealur'd  the  Mifchiefs  they  had  done, 
Then  let  his  Arrows  fl^'. 

5  How  was  their  Infolence  Uirpris'd 

To  hear  his  Thunders  roll ! 
And  all  the  Foes  of  Ston  leiz'd 
With  Horror  to  the  Soul. 

6  Thus  (hali  the  Men  that  hate  the  Saints 

Beblafted  from  the  Sky  ; 
Their  Glory  fades,  their  Courage  faints, 
And  all  their  Proje6Vs  die. 

7  [What  though  they  fiourifti  tall  and  fair. 

They  have  no  Root  beneath  ; 
Their  Growth  fhall  perifh  in  Defpair, 
^nd  lie  defpis'd  in  Death.] 

8  [So  Corn  that  on  the  Houfe  top  (lands, 

No  Hope  of  Harveft  gives  j 
The  Reaper  ne'er  fhall  fill  his  Hands, 
Nor  Binder  fold  the  Sheaves. 

9  It  fprings  and  withers  on  the  Place  j 

No  Traveller  beftows 
A  Word  of  Blefling  on  the  Grafs, 
Nor  minds  it  as  he  goes,] 

PSALM    130.    Common  Metre. 

Pardoning  Grace. 
UT  of  the  Deeps  of  long  Diftrefs, 
The  Borders  of  Defpair, 


PSALM   ex^x,  -.] 

I  lent  my  Cries  to  feek  thy  Grace  ~ 
My  Groans  to  move  thine  Ear. 

2  Great  GOD,  fhould  thy  feverer  Eye, 

And  thine  impartial  Hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  Iniquity, 
No  mortal  Flefh  could  ftand. 

3  But  there  are  Pardons  with  my  GOD 

For  Crimes  of  high  Degree  j 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  Bloody 
To  draw  us  near  to  Thee. 

4  [I  wait  for  thy  Salvation,  Lord, 

With  ftrong  Defires  I  wait  5 
My  Soul,  invited  by  thy  Word, 
Stands  vratching  at  thy  Gate.] 

5  [Juft  as  the  Guards  that  keep  the  Night, 

Long  for  the  Morning  Skies, 
Watch  the  firft  Beams  of  breaking  Lights 
And  meet  them  with  their  Eyes : 

6  So  waits  my  Soul  to  fee  thy  Grace, 

And  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  firft  Openings  of  thy  Face^ 
And  finds  a  brighter  Day,  J 

7  [Then  in  the  Lord  let  Ifr'el  truft, 

Let  I/yelfeek  his  Face  : 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  juff, 
And  plenteous  is  his  Grace. 

8  There's  full  Redemption  at  his  Throne  , 

For  Sinners  long  enfl.w'd  ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  t 
And  //rV/  ftiail  be  fav'd.] 

PSALM    130.    Long  Metre, 

Pardoning  Grate. 
1    TT^ROMdeepDiftrefsandtroubledThoushts, 
V    To  Thee,  ray  G  O  D,  I  rais'd  my  Cries  ; 
If  thou  feve.ely  mark  our  Faults, 
No  Flefh  can  itand  before  thine  Eyes. 

L  5  a  But 


144  PSALM    CXXXII. 

»  But  Thou  haft  built  thy  Throne  of  Grace, 

Free  to  difpenfe  thy  Pardons  there, 
That  Sinners  may  approach  thy  Face, 
And  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  Pilgrims  wait. 
And  long  and  wifh  for  breaking  Day, 
So  waits  my  Soul  before  thy  Gate  ; 
When  will  my  G  OD  his  Face  difplay  ? 

4  My  Truft  is  fix'd  upon  thy  Word, 
Nor  fhall  I  trull  thy  Word  in  vain: 
Let  mourning  Souls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
And  find  Relief  from  all  thejr  Pain. 

4  Great  is  his  Love,  and  large  his  Grace, 
Through  the  Redemption  of  his  Son  j 
He  turns  our  Feet  from  finful  Ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  Hands  have  done. 

PSALM    i3f. 

Humility  and  SuhmiJJtBn. 
»  TS  there  Ambition  in  my  Heart  ? 
X  Search,  gracious  GOD,  and  fee j 
Or  do  I  a^  a  haughty  Pa;  t  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  t*;  Thee, 
ft  I  charge  my  Thoughts,  be  humble  ftill. 
And  all  my  Carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  Will, 
And  quiet  as  a  Child. 
3  The  patient  Soul,  the  lowly  Mind, 
Shall  have  a  large  Reward  j 
Let  Saints  in  Sorrow  lie  refign'd, 
And  truft  a  faithful  Lord. 

PSALM  132.    1'.  5,  13—18.    Long  Metre. 

At  the  Setilement  of  a  Church  \  or.  The  Ordination 

of  a  Mimfier, 
%  \T  7H  E  R  E  (hall  we  go  to  feek  and  find 
V  V    An  Habitation  for  our  G  O  D  j 


PSALM    CXXXIi.  s5^l 

A  Dwelling  for  th'  eternal  Mind, 
Amongft  the  Sons  of  Flefh  and  Blood  ? 
a  The  GO D  of  Jacob  chofe  the  Hill 
Of  Ston  for  his  ancient  Reft  ; 
And  Sion  is  his  Dwelling  ftill, 
His  Church  is  with  his  Prefence  blefl. 

3  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  Throne, 
And  reign  forever,  faith  the  Lord  j 
Here  (hail  my  Pow'r  and  Love  be  known, 
And  Bleffings  (hall  attend  my  Word. 

4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  Poor, 
And  fill  their  Souls  with  living  Bread  ^ 
Sinners  that  wait  before  my  Door 
With  fweet  Provifions  fhali  be  fed. 

5  Girded  with  Truth,  and  cloth'd  with  Grace, 
My  Priefts,  my  Minifters  fhall  Ihine  j 

Not  y^aro«,  in  his  coftly  Drefs, 
Made  an  Appearance  fo  divine. 

6  The  Saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  Joys,  fiiall  fhout  and  fing. 
The  S0n  of  Dwvid  here  fhall  reign, 
KviASion  triumph  in  her  King. 

7  \.J^f^^  ^3ll  fee  a  numVous  Seed 

Born  here  t'  uphold  his  glorious  Namt  j 
His  Crown  (hall  flourifh  on  his  Head, 
While  all  his  Foes  are  cloath'd  with  Shame.) 

PSALM  131.  *w.4j  5>7»8, 15-17.  Com.  Met, 

A  Church  efiablijhed. 
1  '%^  O  Sleep  nor  Slumber  to  his  Eyes, 
iN     Good  David  would  afford. 
Till  he  had  found  below  the  Skies 
A  Dvi-^Uingfor  the  Lord, 
t  The  Lord  in  Sion  plac'd  his  Name, 
His  Ark  was  fettled  there  j 
To  Sion  the  whole  Nation  camep 
To  worship  thric«  a  Year^  . 

L  6  "3  Mt 


14-6  PSALM    CXXXIII. 

8  But  we  have  no  fuch  Length  to  go. 
Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where-e'er  thy  Saints  aflemble  now, 
There  is  a  Houfe  for  GOD. 

PAUSE. 

4  Arife,  O  King  of  Grace,  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  Reft  ; 
Lo  !  thy  Church  waits  with  longing  Eyes, 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bl«ft. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  Train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Word  ; 
Ail  that  the  Ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  fuch  Grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  GOD,  accept  our  Vows, 

Here  let  thy  Praife  be  fpi  ead  : 

Blefs  the  Provifions  of  thy  Houfe, 

And  fill  thy  Poor  with  Bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  Da^vidttign, 

Let  G  O  D's  Anointed  fiiine  j 
Juftice  and  Truth  his  Court  maintain, 
With  Love  and  Pow'r  divine.  \ 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lafting  Throne, 

And  as  his  Kingdom  grows, 
Frefh  Honours  (hall  adorn  his  Crown, 
And  Shame  confound  his  Foes. 

PSALM    133.    Common  Metre, 
Brother^  Lo-ve. 
1   T     ^»  what  an  entertaining  Sight 
JLy     Are  Bi  ethren  that  agree  j 
Brethren,  whofe'chearful  Hearts  unite 
In  B.Tiids  of  Piety, 
i  When  Streams  of  Love  from  Chrift  the  Spring 
Defcend  to  ev'ry  Soul, 
And  keav'nly  Peace,  with  balmy  Wing 
Shades  and  bedews  the  Whole. 

3^Ti8 


PSALM    eXXXIII.  »47 

3  'Tis  like  the  Oil  divinely  fweet 

On  Aaron  ^  reverend  Head, 
The  trickling  Drops  perfum'd  hie  Feet, 
And  o'er  his  Garments  fpread. 

4  'Tis  pleafant  as  the  Morning  Dews 

That  fall  on  ^/Ws  Hill, 
Where  G  O  D  his  mildeft  GXovy  fhews, 
And  makes  his  Grace  diftil. 

PSALM    133.     Short  Metre. 

Communion  of  Saints ;  or,  Lo've  and  Worfliip  in 

a  Family. 
X    Q  LE S T  are  the  Sons  of  Peace, 
|jf     Whofe  Hearts  and  Hopes  aie  one, 
"Whofe  kindDefigns  to  ferve  and  pleafe. 
Through  all  their  Aftions  run. 
a  Bleft  is  the  pious  Houfe, 

Where  Zeal  and  Friendihip  meet, 
Their  Songs  of  Praife,  their  mingled  Vows 
Make  their  Communion  fv/eet. 
-3  Thus  when  on  Aaron^  Head 

They  poured  the  rich  Perfume, 
The  Oal  through  all  his  Raiment  fpread^ 
And  Pleafure  fill'd  the  Room, 
4  Thus  on  the  heav'nly  Hills, 
The  Saints  are  Bleft  above, 
Wher«  Joy  like  Morning  Devi'  diftils, 
And  all  the  Air  is  host. 

PSALM    133.    As  thei22d  Pfalm. 

The  BlfJJings  of  Friendfhip, 
'    TT  O  W  pleafant  'tis  to  fee 
i~l     Kindred  and  Friends  agree, 
Each  in  their  proper  Station  move. 
And  each  fulfil  their  Part 
With  fympathizing  Heart, 
In  all  the  Cares  of  Life  and  Love  1 


'Tis 


248  PSALM    CXXXV. 

2  'Tis  like  the  Ointment  flied 

.On  Aaron's  facred  Head, 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  fweet  5 

The  Oil  through  all  the  Room 
Diffused  a  choice.  Perfume, 
Ran  through  his  Robes,  and  bleft  his  Feet. 

3  Like  fruitful  Show'rs  of  Rain 

That  water  ali  the  Plain, 
Defcending  from  the  neighbouring  Hills  5 

Such  Streams  of  Pleafure  roll 

Through  ev'ry  friendly  Soul, 
Where  Love  like  heav'nly  Dew  diftils. 
Repeat  the  jirji  Stanza^  to  complett  the  Tunf, 

PSALM    !3+. 

Daily  and  Nightly  Devotion* 
X   XT'E  that  obey  th'  immortal  King, 
JL     Attend  his  holy  Place, 
Bow  to  the  Glories  of  his  Pow'r, 
And  blefs  his  wondVous  Grace. 
»  Lift  up  your  Hands  by  Morning-Light, 
And  fend  your  Souls  on  high  ; 
Raife  your  admiring  Thoughts  by  Night 
Above  the  ftarry  Sky. 
3  The  GOD  of  Sion  chears  cur  Hearts 
With  Rays  of  quickening  Grace  j 
The  GOD  that  fpreads  the  Heav'ns  abroad. 
And  rules  the  fwelling  Seas. 

PSALM   135,    i-4>   >4>    i9"i».    firji  Part. 
Long  Metre. 

The  Church  is  GodV  Houfe  and  Care. 
I  "P  RAISE  ye  the  Lord;  exalt  his  Name, 
JL       While  in  his  holy  Courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  Saints,  that  to  his  Houfe  belong. 
Or  ftand  attending  at  his  Gat*. 

a  P4aife 


PSALM    CXXXV.  g^9 

^  Praife  ye  the  Lord  ;  the  Lord  is  good  j 
To  praife  his  Name  is  Iweet  Employ  j 
//rV/  ke  choie  of  old,  and  ftill 
His  Church  is  his  peculiar  Joy. 

3  The  Lord  himfelf  will  judge  his  Saints  j 
He  treats  his  Servants  as  his  Friends  j 
And  y^hen  he  hea^s  their  fore  Complaints, 
Repents  the  Sorrowxthat  he  fends. 

4  Through  every  Age  the  Lord  declares 

His  Name,  and  breaks  th'  Oppreflbr's  Rod^ 
He  gives  hisfufF'ring  Servants  Reft, 
-    And  will  be  known  7/?'  Almighty  GOD, 

5  Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  who  tafte  his  Love, 
People  and  Priefts  exalt  his  Name, 
Amongft  his  Saints  he  ever  dwells  j 
His  Church  is  his  JerujaUm, 

PSALM    135.    Ver.  5— ij.    Second  VarU 

7'he  Works  of  Creation^  fro'videncey  Redemption  of 
Ifrael,  and  Defiru^ion  of  Enemies, 

i  f^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
VT     Above  all  Pow'is,  and  every  1  brone ^ 
Whate'er  he  pleafe  in  Earth  or  Sea, 
Or  Heaven,  or  Hell,  his  Hand  hath  <ione. 

a  At  his  Comtnand  the  Vapours  rife, 
The  Lightnings  fla{h,  the  Thunders  roar  5 
He  pours  the  Rain,  he  brings  the  Wind 
And  Tempeft  from  his  airy  Store. 

3  'Twas  he  thofe  dreadful  Tokens  fent, 
O  Egypt,  through  thy  ftubborn  Land  5 
When  all  thyfirft-born,  Beafts  and  Men 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  Hand. 

4  What  mighty  Nations,  mighty  Kings, 
He  flew,  and  their  v%hole  Country  gave 
To  J/rV/,  whom  his  Hand  redeemed, 
No  mor*  to  be  proud  Pharaoh' &  Slave  I 

5  His 


450  PSALM    CXXXV. 

5  His  PowV  the  fame,  the  fame  his  Grace, 

That  faves  us  from  the  Hofts  of  Hell  j 
>   And  Heav'n  he  gives  us  to  pofTefs, 
Whence  thofe  apoftate  Angels  fell. 
PSALM    135.     Common  Metre. 
Praife  due  to  God,  not  to  Idols. 
1      A  W  AKE,yeSaints;  To  praife  your  King 
l\.     Your  fweeteft  PafHons  raife, 
Your  pious  Pieafure,  while  you  fmg, 
Increafing  with  the  Praife. 
%  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  and  Works  unknown 
Are  his  divine  Employ  j 
But  ftill  his  Saints  are  near  his  Throne, 
HisTreafure  and  his  Joy. 

3  Heav'n,  Earth,  and  Sea  confefs  his  Hand  j 

He  bids  the  Vapours  rife  ; 
Lightning  and  Storm  at  his  Command 
Sweep  through  the  founding  Skies. 

4  All  Pow'r  that  Gods  or  Kings  have  claim'd 

Is  found  with  him  alone; 
But  Heathen  Gods  fhould  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jeho'Vah^s  known. 

5  Which  of  the  Stocks  or  Stones  they  truft 

Can  give  them  Show'rs  of  Rain  ? 
In  vain  they  worfliip  glitt'ring  Duft, 
And  pray  to  Gold  in  vain. 

6  [Thek-  Gods  have  Tongues  that  cannot  talk. 

Such  as  their  Makers  gave  : 
Their  Feet  were  ne'er  delign'd  to  walk  j 
Nor  Hands  have  Pow'r  tofave. 

7  Blind  are  their  Eyes,  their  Ears  are  deaf, 

Nor  hear  when  Mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals,  that  wait  for  their  Relief, 
Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 
%  O,  Britain!  know  thy  living  GOD, 
Serve  him  with  Faith  and  Fear  ; 
He  makes  thy  Churches  his  Abode, 
Aad  claims  thine  Honours  there. 

PSALM 


PSALM    CXXXVI.  tsi 

F  S  A  L  M    136.    Common  Metre. 

God*s  Wonders  of  Creation^  Providence,  Redemption 
of  Ifrael,  and  Sah'^tion  of  his  People. 

J  f^^  IVE  Thanks  toGOD  the fov'reign Lord j 
KjJ     His  Mercies  fill  endure, 
And  be  the  King  of  Kings  ador'd  : 
His  Truth  is  enier  fure. 
1  What  Wonders  hath  his  Wifdom  done  ! 
Houo  mighty  is  his  Hand  I 
Heav'n,  Earth,  and  Sea  he  fram'd  alone  : 
Hoixi  nvide  is  his  Command !    . 

3  The  Sun  fupplies  the  Day  with  Light  j 

'^Ho^v  bright  Us  Counfels  fnne ! 
The  Moon  and  Stars  adcrn  the  Night; 
His  Works  are  all  divine. 

4  [He  Ilruck  the  Sons  of  Egjipt  dead  ; 

Ho'U)  dreadi'ul  is  his  Rod ! 
And  thence  with  Joy  his  People  led: 
Hovj  gracious  is  our  GOD! 

5  He  cleft  the  fwelling  Sea  in  twoj 

His  Arm  is  great  in  Might  j 
And  gave  the  Tribes  a  Paffage  through  j 
His  Povfr  and  Grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  Army  there  he  drown'd  j 

Hoiv  glorious  are  his  Ways  ! 
And  brought  his  Saints  through  defart  Groun'dj 
Eternal  be  his  Fraife. 

7  Great  Monarcbs  fell  beneath  his  Hand  : 

ViSiorious  is  his  Svtuord'^ 
While  Jfr'tl  took  the  promised  Land  : 
And  faithful  is  his  Word.'] 

8  He  faw  the  Nations  dead  in  Sin  ; 

He  felt  his  Pity  move  ; 
How  fad  the  State  the  World  was  in  j 
Ho=w  boundlefs  njuas  bis  Love  ! 

Q  He 


»S*  PSALM    CXXXVI. 

9  He  fent  to  fave  us  from  our  Woe  j 
His  Goodnefi  never  fails  j 
From  Death  and  Hell,  and  every  Foe; 
And  Jim  his  Grace  prevails. 
JO  Give  Thanks  ro  GOD,  the  heav'nly  I^ing-j 
His  Mercies  Jiill  endnre  ; 
Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Praifes  fing  j 
His  Truth  is  ever  Jure. 

PSALM  136.    As  the  148th  Pfalm. 
1  r^  I VE  Thanks  to  GOD  moll  high, 
vJJ     The  univei  fal  Lord  ; 
The  fov'reign  King  of  Kings  j 
And  be  his  Grace  ador'd. 

His  Po'w'r  and  Grace 

Are  Jlill  the  fame  i 

And  let  his  Name 

Have  endlefs  Praife. 
a  How  mighty  is  his  Hand  ! 
What  Wonders  hath  he  done! 
He  form'd  the  Earth  and  Seas, 
And  fpread  the  Heav'ns  alone. 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  Jiill  endure-^ 

And  ever  fur e 

Abides  thy  Word. 

3  His  Wifd  m  fram'd  the  Sun 
To  erown  the  Day  with  Light ; 
The  Moon  and  twinkling  Stars 
To  chear  the  darkfome  Night. 

His  Peiv'r  and  Grace 
Are  fill  the  fame  \ 
And  let  his  Name 
Have  endlefs  Praife, 

4  [He  fmote  the  fisft-born  Sons, 
The  FlowY  of  Egypt,  dead  j 
And  thence  his  chofen  Tribes 
With  Joy  and  Glory  led. 


Thy 


PSALM    CXXXVL  »53 

*rhy  Mercy,  Lord,       * 

Shall  fill  endure; 

And  enjer  fare 

Abides  thy  Word. 
His  PowV  and  lifted  Rod 
Cleft  the  Red-Sea  in  twoj 
And  for  his  People  made 
A  wond'rous Paflage  through. 

His  Fonxir  and  Grace 

Are  fiiil  the  fame  j 

And  let  his  Name] 

Hwve  endl^fs  Praife. 
But  cruel  Pharaoh  there 
With  all  his  Hoft  he  drown'd  j 
And  brought  his  Ifr''el  fafe 
Through  alongdefart  Ground, 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 

Shall flill  endure  j  , 

And  ever  Jure 

Abides  thy  PTord.'} 

PAUSE.  ' 

The  Kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  Hand  ; 
While  his  own  Servants  took 
Pofleflion  of  their  Land, 

His  Poijo^r  and  Graci 

Are  fiill  the  fame  \ 

And  let  his  Name 

Hanje  endUfs  Praife, 
He  faw  the  Nations  lie 
All  perifliing  in  Sin, 
And  pity'd  the  fad  State ' 
The  ruin'd  World  was  in. 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  fiill  endure  j 

And  e<ver  fure 

Abides  thy  Word, 

$  He 


»54  PSALM    CXXXVL 

9  He  fent  his  only  Son 
To  fave  us  from  our  Woe, 
From  Satatiy  Sin  and  Death, 
And  every  hurtful  Foe. 

Hii  Pa^r  and  Grace 

Are /till  the  fame-. 

And  let  his  Name  j 

Have  endlefs  Praife.  ^ 

xo  Give  Thanks  aloud  to  GOD, 
To  G  O  D  the  heav'nly  King  i 
And  let  the  fpacious  Earth 
His  Works  and  Glories  fmg. 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  J}iil  endure  \ 

And  e-ver  fure 

Abides  toy  IVord. 

PSALM    136.     Abridged,     Long  Metre. 
1   (~^  IVE  to  our  GOD  immortal  Praife  1 

VJJ  Mercy  and  Truth  are  all  his  Ways  j 

Wonders  of  Grace  to  GO D  belong j 

Repeat  his  Mercies  in y cur  Song. 
a  Give  to  the  Lord  of  Lords  Renown, 

The  King  of  Kings  with  Glory  crown  j 

His  Mercies  ever  Jhall  endure  ^ 

When  Lords  and  Kings  are  known  no  more. 

3  He  built  the  Earth,  he  fpread  the  Sky, 
And  hx'd  the  Harry  Lights  on  high  : 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  GO D  belong. 
Repeat  bis  Mercies  in  your  Song. 

4  He  fills  the  Sun  with  Morning  Light, 
He  bids  the  Moon  dired  the  Night : 
His  Mercies  ever  Jh all  endure^ 

When  Suns  and  Moons  fhall  ftiine  no  more. 

5  The  Jevos  he  freed  from  Pharaohs  Hand, 
And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  Land  : 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  G  O  D  belongs 

Repeat  his  Mercies  in  your  Song. 

6  He 


PSALM    CXXXVIII.  %S5 

C  He  faw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  Sin, 
And  felt  his  Pity  work  within  : 
His  Mercies  e'ver  Jhall  endure ^ 
^^« Death  and  Sin  fhall  reign  no  more. 

7  He  fent  his  Son  with  Pow'r  to  fave 

From  Guilt  and  Darknefs,  and  the  Grave ; 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  GOD  belong. 
Repeat  his  Mercies  in  your  Song. 

8  Through  this  vain  World  he  guides  our  Feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heav'nly  Seat : 

His  Mercies  e<ver  Jhall  endure. 

When  tkis  vain  World  Ihall  be  no  more, 

PSALM    138.. 

Rejioring  and  Preferring  Grace. 
[I  \]|TITH  all  my  Pow'rs  of  Heart  and  Tongue 
W    I'H  praife  my  Maker  in  my  Song  : 
Angels  Ihall  hear  the  Notes  I  raife, 
Approve  the  Song,  and  join  the  Praife. 
%  Angels  that  make  thy  Church  their  Care, 
Shall  witnefs  my  Devotions  there. 
While  holy  Zeal  direfts  my  Eyes, 
To  thy  fair  Temple  in  the  Skies.] 

3  I'll  fing  thy  Truth  and  Mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  fing  the  Wonders  of  thy  Words 
Not  all  thy  Works  and  Names  below. 
So  much  thy  Pow'r  and  Glory  fhow. 

4  To  G  O  D  I  cry'd,  when  Troubles  rofe  j 
He  heard  me,  and  fubdu'd  my  Foes  j 
He  did  my  riling  Fears  ccntroul, 

And  Strength  diffused  through  all  my  Soul. 

5  The  GOD  of  Heav'n  maintains  his  State. 
Frowns  on  the  Proud,  and  fcorns  the  Great  j 
But  from  his  Throne  defcends  to  fee 

The  Sons  of  humble  Poverty. 

6  Amidft  a  thoufand  Snares  I  ftand, 
Upheld  and  guaided  by  thy  Handj 

Thy 


»5^  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

Thy  Words  my  fainting  Soul  revive. 
And  keep  my  dying  Faith  alive. 
7  Grace  will  complete  what  Grace  begins, 
Tofave  from  bo. rows,  or  from  Sins: 
The  Work  that  Wifdom  undertakes. 
Eternal  Mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 

PSALM    139.    Firji  Part.    Long  Metre, 

rhe  All-feeing  God. 

1  T    ORD,  thou  haft  fearch'd  and  feen  me  thro'j 
I   >  Thine  Eye  commands  with  piercing  View 
My  rifing  and  my  refting  Hours, 
My  Heart  and  Flefti'with  all  their  PowVs. 

*  My  Thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own. 
Are  to  my  GOD  diftinftly  known  j 
He  knows  the  Words  I  mean  to  f^eak. 
E'er  from  my  op'ning  Lips  they  break, 

3  Within  thy  circling  Pow'r  I  ftand, 
On  every  Side  I  find  thy  Hand  : 
Awake,  afleep,  at  home,  abroad, 
I  am  furrounded  ftill  with  GOD. 

4  Amazing  Knowledge,  vaft  and  great! 
What  large  Extent !  What  lofty  Height ! 
My  Soul,  with  all  the  PowVsI  boaft. 

Is  in  the  boundlefs  Profpeft  loft. 

5  O  may  thofe  Thoughts  pofefs  my  Breafiy 
Where-e'er  I  roi'e,  ivhere-e'er  I  reji  I 
Nor  let  my  nueaker  Paffims  dare 
Lonfent  to  Jin,  for  GO  D  is  there. 

PAUSE    L 

6  Could  I  fo  falfe,  fo  faithlefs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  Service,  and  thy  Love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  Prefence  fiiun. 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  Glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  Heav'n  I  take  my  Flight  j 

'Tis  there  thou  dwelPft  enthron'd  in  Light : 

Or 


PSALM    CXXXIX.  157 

Or  dive  to  Hell,  there  Vengeance  reigas. 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  Chain*. 

8  If,  mounted  on  a  Morning-Ray, 
I  fly  beyond  the  Wefiern  Sea, 

Thy  fwifter  Hand  would  firft  arrive. 
And  there  arreft  thy  Fugitive. 

9  Or  Ihould  I  try  to  fliun  tky  Sight 
Beneath  the  fpreading  Veil  of  Night, 
One  Glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  Ray, 
Would  kindle  Darknefs  into  Day. 

xo  O  may  tbefe  Thoughts pojfefs  my  Breafi, 

Wherever  I  ro've^  'where'er  I  reft  ! 

Nor  let  my  ^weaker  PaJJions  dare 

Confent  to  Jin,  for  GOD  is  there. 
PAUSE     II. 
ji  The  Veil  of  Night  is  no  Difguife, 

No  Screen  from  thy  All-fe?.rching  Eyes; 

Thy  Hand  can  feize  thy  Foes  as  foon 

Through  Midnight  Shades  as  blazing  Noon. 
J  a  Midnight  and  Noon  in  this  agree. 

Great  GOD,  they're  both  alike  to  Thee : 

Not  Death  can  hide  what  GOD  will  fpy, 

And  Hell  lies  naked  to  his  Eye. 
1 3  O  may  thefe  Thoughts  pojfefs  my  Breaft, 

Where''er  I  ronjey  ^Johere''er  I  reft  ! 

tior  let  my  ^weaker  PaJJions  dare 

Confent  to  Sin,  for  GOD  is  there. 

PSALM    139.    Second  Part,    Long  Metre. 

The  ivonderful  Formation  of  Man. 

I'np  WAS  from  thy  Hand,  my  GOD,  I  came, 
X     A  Work  of  fuch  a  curious  Frame  j 
In  me  thy  fearful  Wonders  ftiine^ 
And  each  proclaim  thy  Skill  divine, 
£  Thine  Eyes  did  all  my  Limbs  furvey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  Confufion  lay  j 

Tho« 


tSi  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

Thou  faw'ft  the  daily  Growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  Model  of  thy  Book. 

3  By  Thee  my  growing  Parts  were  nam'd,  ,< 
And  what  thy  fov'reign  Counfels  fram'd. 
The  breathing  Lungs,  the  beating  Heart, 
Was  copy'd  with  unerring  Art. 

4  At  laft,  to  fhew  ray  Maker's  Name, 
GOD  ftamp'd  his  Image  on  my  Frame, 
And  in  fome  unknown  Moment  joined 
Thefinifh'd  Members  to  the  Mind. 

5  There  the  young  Seeds  of  Thought  began, 
A»d  all  the  Paflions  of  the  Man, 

Great  GOD,  our  infant  Nature  pays 
Immortal  Tribute  to  thy  Praife. 
PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  fince  in  my  advancing  Age 
I've  aded  on  Life's  bufy  Stage, 

Thy  Thoughts  of  Love  to  me  furmount 
The  Pow'r  of  Numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  furvey  the  Ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  Sand  that  makes  the  Shore, 
Before  my  fwifteft  Thoughts  could  trace 
The  num'rous  Wosders  of  thy  Grace. 

8  Thefe  on  my  Heart  areftill  impieft. 
With  thefe  I  give  my  Eyes  to  Reft  j 
And  at  my  waking  Hour  I  find 
GOD  and  his  Love  pofTefs  my  Mind. 

PSALM    139.    Third  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Sincerity  profeji,  And  Grace  try^d-^  or.  The  Heart- 
fear  chin  g  GOD. 
1   T^/TY  GOD,  what  inward  Grief  I  feel 
XvA  When  impious  Men  tranfgrefs  thy  WiH ! 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  Lips  profane 
Take  thy  tremendous  Name  in  vain. 
z  Does  not  my  Soul  detelt  and  hate 
The  Sons  of  Malice  and  Deceit  ? 

Thofe 


PSALM    CXXXIXo  «^S? 

'    Thofe  that  oppafe  thy  Laws  and  Thee, 

I  count  them  Enemies  to  me. 
1^  Lord,  fearch  my  Soul,  try  evVy  Thought, 

Though  my  own  Heart  aceufe  me  not 

Of  walking  in  a  falfe  Difguife, 

I  beg  the  Trial  of  thine  Ey^s. 
4  Dothfecret  Mifchief  lurk  withiw  ? 

Do  I  indulge  forae  unknown  Sin  ? 

O  turn  my  Feet  whene'er  I  ftray. 

And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  Way, 

PSALM  139.    firfi  Part,    Common  Metre. 

GOTi  is  every  nvhere, 

I  T  N  all  my  vaft  Concerns  with  TheCj 
■*•    In  vain  my  Soul  would  try 
To  ftiun  thy  Prefence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  Notice  of  thine  Eye. 
ft  Thy  ail-furrounding  Sight  furveyf 
My  Rifmg  and  my  Reft  j 
My  public  Walks,  my  private  Way«, 
And  Secrets  of  my  Breaft, 
3  My  Thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 
Before  they're  form'd  within  j 
And  e'er  my  Lips  pronounce  the  Word, 
He  knows  the  Senfe  I  mean. 
^  O  wond'rous  Knowledge,  deep  and  high! 
Where  can  a  Creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  Arms  I  lie, 
Befet  on  ev'ry  Side. 
5  5o  let  thy  Grace  furround  me  ftill. 
And  like  a  Bulwark  prove, 
'To  guard  my  Soal  from  ev'ry  111, 
Secur'd  by  fovVeign  Love. 
PAUSE. 
^  Lord,  where  (hall  guilty  Souk  retire, 
Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 

M  in 


%$9  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

In  Hell  they  meet  thj;  dreadful  Fir«, 
In  Heav'n  thy  glorious  Throne. 
7  Should  1  fupprefsmy  vital  Breath, 
To  *fcape  the  Wrath  divine. 
Thy  Voice  would  break  the  Bars  of  Deatfe, 
And  make  the  Grave  refign. 
S  If,  wing'd  with  Beams  of  Morning  Light, 
I  fly  beyond  the  H^e/^ 
Thy  Hand  which  nauft  fupport  my  Flight, 
Would  foon  betray  my  Reft. 

9  If  o'er  my  Sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  Curtains  of  the  Night, 
Thofc  flaming  Eyes  that  guard  thy  Law, 
Would  turn  the  Shades  to  Light. 

10  The  Beams  of  Noon,  the  Midnight  Hour^l 

Are  both  alike  t»  Thee  : 
O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  Pow'r 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 

P  S  A  L  M  139.  Second  Bart.   Common  MetW. 

Tie  Wifdom  of  God  in  the  Formation  of  Mau, 

I  W  H  E  N  I  with  pleafmg  Wonder  ftand, 
'  *    And  all  my  Frame  furvey, 
Lord,  'tis  thy  Work  ;  I  own  thy  Hand 
Tbus  built  my  humble  Clay, 
a  Thy  Hand  my  Heart  and  Reins  poflTeft, 
Where  unborn  Nature  grew  ; 
Thy  Wifdom  all  my  Features  trac'd, 
And  all  my  Members  drew. 

3  Thine  Eye  with  niceft  Care  furvey 'd  I 

The  Growth  of  tv'ry  Part ;  ] 

'Till  the  whole  Scheme  thy  Thoughts  had  lait"! 

Was  copy'd  by  thy  Art.  J 

4  Heav'n,  Earth  and  Sea,  and  Fire  and  Wine  I 

Shew  me  thy  wond'rous  Skill  j  ! 

But  I  review  myfelf,  and  find  j 

Diviner  Wonders  ftil!.  1 


PSALM    CXtr.  s#t 

5  Thy  awful  Glories  round  me  fefp.«, 
My  Flefti  pi-oclaims  thy  Praifc  j 
Lord,  to  thy  Works  of  Nature  foift 
Thy  Miracles  of  Grace. 

PSALM    1J9.    V.  14,  17,  18.  Third  Part ^ 
Common  Metre. 
*Tbe  Mercies  of  G  0  D  innumerable^ 
An  Evening  Pfahn. 
1  r  ORO,  when  I  count  tby  Mercies  o'er, 
*-*    They  ft rike  me  with  Surprize  J 
Noe  all  the  Sands  that  fpread  the  Shore 
To  equal  Numbers  rife, 
a  My  Flefh  with  Fear  and  Wonder  ^isac^dSf 
The  Produft  of  thy  Skill  ; 
And  hourly  Bleffings  from  thy  Hand* 
Thy  Thoughts  of  Love  reveal. 
3  Thefe  on  my  Heart  by  Night  I  keep  i 
How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ! 
O  may  the  Hour  that  ends  ray  Sleep, 
Still  find  my  Thoughts  wiih  Thee, 

PSALM   141.    v.  2,  3,  4,  5. 

WaUbfulnefs  and  Brotherly  Reproof, 
A  Morning  or  Evening  Pfalm. 
1  Ti/f  Y  GOD,  accept  my  early  Vows, 

^^    Like  Morning  Incenfe  in  thiae  Hoafe, 

And  let  my  nightly  Worfiiip  rife 

Sweet  as  the  Ev'ning  Sacrifice. 
a  Watch  o*er  my  Lips,  and  guard  them,  Lor^, 

From  ev'ry  rafti  and  heedlefs  Word  j 

Nor  let  my  Feet  incline  to  tread 

The  guilty  Paths  where  Sinners  lead. 
3  O  niay  the  Righteous,  when  I  ftray, 

Smite  and  reprove  my  wand'riug  Way ! 

Their  gentle  Words,  like  Ointment  flied. 

Shall  never  bruife,  but  chtar»yHead. 

M  %  "  4  When 


«Sa  PSALM    CXLnr. 

4.  When  I  behold  them  preft  with  Grief, 
I'll  cry  to  Heav'n  for  their  Relief  j 
And  by  my  warm  Petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  LovC 

PSALM    141. 

COD  is  the  Hope  of  the  Helplefi, 

I  »T*0  G  O  D  I  made  ray  Sorrows  known, 
-»■      From  G  O  D  I  fought  Relief  j 
In  long  Complaints  before  his  Throne, 
I  poured  out  all  my  Grief. 
«  My  Soul  was  overwhelm'd  with  Woet, 
My  Heart  began  to  break  j 
My  GOD,  who  all  ray  Burdens  knows. 
He  knows  the  Way  I  take, 
3  On  ev'ry  Side  I  caft  mine  Eye, 
And  found  my  Helpers  gone, 
While  Friends  and  Strangers  paft  me  by 
Neglefted  or  unknown. 
4.  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  Cry, 
And  caird  thy  Mercy  near, 
*<  Thou  art  my  Portion  when  I  die, 
*'  Be  thou  my  Refuge  here.^ 

5  Lord  I  am  brought  exceeding;  low. 

Now  let  thine  Ear  attend, 
Anjd  make  my  Foes  who  vex  me  know 
I've  an  Almighty  Friend, 

6  From  my  fad  Prifon  fet  me  free. 

Then  (hall  1  prai/e  thy  Name, 
And. holy  Men  (hall  join  with  me 
Thy  Kindnefs  to  proclaim. 

P  S  A  L  M    14.3. 

Complaint  of  hea'vy  Aj^iSiions  in  Mind  and  Body, 

J   \iffY  righteous  Judge,   my  gracious  GQD, 

*""   Heai  when  i/rrcsd  my  Hands  abroad, 

And 


I 


P  S  A,  L  M   CXLIII*  ^-^5 

And  cry  for  Succour  from  thy  Throne, 

0  make  thy  Truth  and  Mercy  known. 
s  Let  Judgment  not  againli  me  pais  j. 

Behold  thy  Servant  pleads  thy  Grace  : 
Should  Juftice  call  us  to  thy  Bar, 
No  Man  alive  is  guiltlefs  there. 

3  Look  down  in  Pity,  Lord,  and  fee 
The  mighty  Woes  that  burthen  me  f 
Down  to  the  Duft  my  Life  is  brought? 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  forgot* 

4  I  dwell  in  Darknefs  and  unfeen  s- 
My  Heart  is  defolate  within  : 

My  Thoughts  in  mufing  Silence  trace 
The  ancient  Wonders  of  thy  Grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  Glimpfe  of  Hope 
To  bear  my  fmking  Spirits  up  j 

1  ftretch  my  Hands  to  G  O  D  again. 
And  thirft  like  parched  Lands  for  Rain, 

€  For  Thee  T  thirft,  I  pray,  I  mourn  5. 
When  will  thy  fmiling  Face  return  r 
Shall  all  my  Joys  on  Earth  remove  ? 
And  GOD,  for  ever  hide  his  Love  > 

7  My  GOD,  thy  long  Delay  to  fave, 
Will  fink  thy  Pris'ner  to  the  Grave  j 

My  Heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  Eye  5 
Make  hafte  to  help  before  I  die. 

8  The  Night  is  Witnefs  to  my  Tears, 
iPiftrefling  Pains,  diftreffing  Fears  j 

0  might  I  hear  thy  Merning  Voice, 
How  would  my  weary'd  Pov^rVs  rejoice  I 

9  In  Thee  I  truft,  to  Thee  I  figh. 
And  lift  my  heavy  Soul  on  high  j 
For  Thee  fit  waiting  all  the  Day, 
And  wear  the  tirefome  Hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  Fetters,  Lord,  and  Ihow 
Which  is  the  Path  my  Feet  ftiould  go  j 
If  Snares  and  Foes  befet  the  Road, 

1  fiee  to  hide  me  near  my  GO  Pi 

Ms  "  Teach 


a<4  PSALM    CXLIV. 

J I  Teach  mt  to  do  thy  holy  Will,  %  | 

And  lead  me  to  thy  heav'niy  Hill ; 

Let  the  good  Spirit  of  thy  Love 

Conduft  me  to  thy  Courts  above. 
31  Then  ftiall  my  Sonl  no  mere  complain. 

The  Tempter  then  (hall  rage  in  vain  i 

And  Flefh,  that  was  my  Foe  before, 

Shall-never  vex  my  Spirit  more. 

PSALM    144.    'V.  I,  2.     FirJI  Paru 

AJfifiance  and  ViBaryin  the  /piritual  IVarfart. 

3  P  O  R  ever  bhlTed  be  the  Lord, 
*      My  Saviour  and  my  Shield  ; 
He  fends  his  Spirit  with  his  Word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  Field, 
a  Wbea  Sin  and  Hell  their  Force  unite. 
He  makes  my  Soul  his  Care, 
Inftiufts  me  to  the  heav'niy  Fight, 
And  guards  me  throu^eh  the  War» 
3  A  Friend  and  Helper  fo  divine 
Does  my  weak  Courage  raife  j 
He  makes  the  glorious  ViitYy  miae^ 
And  his  (hall  be  the  Praife. 

PSALM    144.  't'.  3,  4,  5,  6.    Second  Fnrt, 
The  Vanity  of  Man,   and  Condefcen/ton  of  GOD» 
I  T  ORD,  what  is  Man,  poor  feeble  Man, 
— *     F50rn  of  the  Earth  at  firit  ? 
His  Life  a  Shadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  hafting  to  the  Duft. 
a  O  what  is  feeble  dying  Man, 
Or  any  of  his  Race, 
That  GOD  fticfuld  make  it  his  Concern 
To  vifit  him  with  Grace  ? 
3  That  G  OD,  who  darts  his  Lightfiings  down, 
Who  fliakes  the  Worlds  above, 

And 


P'8  A  L  M    CXLIV.  z6s 

And  Mountains  tremble  at  his  Frown, 
How  wond'rous  is  his  Love  1 

PSALM    144.    v,   12 15.     Tbird  Part. 

Grace  above  Hubes ;  or,  The  Happy  Nation^ 

HAPPY  the  City,  where  their  Sons 
Like  Pillars  round  a  Palace  fet. 
And  Daughters,  bright  as  polilhM  Stones, 
Give  Strength  and  Beauty  to  the  State, 

X  Happy  the  Country,  where  the  Sheep, 
Cattle  and  Corn,  have  large  Increafe  9 
Where  Men  fecurely  work  or  fleep. 
Nor  Sons  ot  Plunder  break  the  Peace. 

3  Happy  the  Nation  thus  endow'd, 
But  more  divinely  bleft  are  thofe, 
On  whom  the  Ail-fufficient  GOD 
HirafeJf  with  all  his  Grace  beftcws, 

PSALM    144.    Long  Metre. 
TJji  Greatnefs  of  G  OD. 

I   \yf  Y  GOD,  my  King,  thy  various  Praife 
^^^  Shall  fill  the  Remnant  of  my  Days  5 
Thy  Grace  employ  my  humble  Tongue 
Till  Death  and  Glory  raife  the  Song, 

ft  The  Wings  of  ev'ry  Hour  fhall  bear 
Some  thankful  Tribute  to  thine  Ear  5 
And  ev'ry  fetting  Sun  fhall  fee 
New  Works  of  Duty  done  for  Thee, 

3  Thy  Truth  and  Juftice  I'll  proclaim  x 
Thy  Bounty  flows,  an  endlefs  Stream  5 
Thy  Mercy  fwifr,  thine  Anger  flow, 
But  dreadful  to  the  ilubborn  Foe. 

4  Thy  Works  with  fov'reign  Glory  fhine. 
And  fpeak  thy  Majefty  divine  j 

Lei  Britain  round  her  Shores  pt  eclaim 
The  Sound  and  Honour  of  thy  Name. 

M  4  5  Let 


tt66  PSALM    GXLV. 

5  Let  diftant  Times  and  Nations  raife 
The  long  Succeffion  of  thy  Praife : 
And  unborn  Ages  make  my  Song 
The  Joy  and  Labour  of  their  Tongwc. 

6  Hut  who  can  fpeak  thy  wond'rous  Deeds', 
Thv  Greatnefs  all  our  Thoughts  exceeds  j 
Vaft  and  unfearchahle  thy  Ways, 
Vaft  and  immoital  be  thy  Praife, 

FSALM    145.    'V.  i"-7,  ii"^ii.  FirJiPart^i 

The  Greatttffs  of  COD, 

I  T   O  NG  as  I  live  Til  blefs  thy  Name, 
*^    xMy  King,  my  G  O  D  of  Love  j 
My  Work  ar.d  Jcy  (hall  be  the  fame 
In  the  bright  World  above, 
a  Great  is  the  Lord,- his  Pow"r  unknown, 
And  let  his  Praife  be  great ; 
I II  fing  the  Honours  of  thy  1  hrone, 
Thy  Works  of  Grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  Grace  ihall  dwell  upon  my  Tongue  j. 

And  while  my  Lips  rejoice, 
The  Men  that  hear  my  facred  Song 
Shall  join  their  chearful  Voice. 

4  Fathers  to  Sons  fhal)  teach  thy  Name, 

And  Children  learn  tliy  Ways  j 
Ages  to  come  thy  Truth  proclaim. 
And  Nations  found  thy  Praife. 

5  Thy  glorious  Deeds  of  ancient  Date 

SI  ill!  through  the  World  be  known  j 
Thine  Arm  or  Pow'r,  thy  heav'nly  State, 
With  public  Splendor fhown. 

6  The  World  is  manag'd  by  thy  Hands) 

Thy  Saints  are  rul'd  by  Love  ; 
And  thine  eternal  Kingdam  ftands. 
Though  Kocks  and  Hills  remove. 

PSALM 


PSALM    CXLV,  i6r 

PSAEM  145-  *»•  7>  ^i--'  Second  Part, 
The  GoodnefsofGOD, 

1  q WEE T  is  the  Mem'ry  of  thy  Grace, 
^  My  GOD,  my  heav'nly  King  j 
Let  Age  to  Age  thy  Righteoufnefs 
In  Sounds  of  Glory  ling. 
a  G  O  D  reigns  on  high,  but  not  confines 
His  Goodnefs  to  the  Skies ; 
Through  the  whole  Earth  his  Bounty  Ihines, 
And  ev'ry  Want  fupphes. 
\  With  longing  Eyes  thy  Creatures  wait 
On  Thee  for  daily  Food, 
Thy  lib'ral  Hand  provides  their  Meat, 
And  fills  their  Mouths  with  Good. 
4  How  kind  are  thy  Companions,  Lord  I 
How  flow  thine  Anger  moves  ! 
But  foon  he  fends  his  pard'ning  Word 

To  chear  the  Souls  he  loves. 
Creatures  with  all  their  endlefs  Race 

Thy  Pow'r  and  Piaife  proclaim  j 
But  Saints  that  tafte  thy  richer  Grace 
Delight  to  blefs  thy  Name. 

PSALM  145.  v.  14,  J  7,  &c.    Third  Part, 

Mercy  to  Sufferers ;  or,  GOD  hearing  Prayer, 

1  T  E  T  evVy  Tongue  thy  Goodnefs  fpeak, 
*-'    Thou  fbv'reign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  ftEength'ning  Hands  uphold  tMe  W^k, 
And  raife  the  Poor  that  fall. 
a  When  Sorrow  bows  the  Spirit  down. 
Or  Virtae  lies  diftreft 
Beneath  fome  proud  Opprefibr's  Frown> 
Thou  giv'ft  the  Mourners  Reit. 
3  The  Lord  fupports  our  totfripig  Days, 
And  guides  our  giddy  Youth  1 

■         his  ,  Holy 


a^8  PSALM    CXLVr. 

Holy  and  juft  are  all  his  Ways, 
And  all  his  Words  are  Truth. 

4  He  knows  the  Pain  his  Servants  feel, 

He  hears  his  Children  cry, 
And  their  beft  Wilhes  to  fulfil. 
His  Grace  i$  ever  nigh. 

5  His  Mcicy  never  (hall  remove 

From  Men  of  Heart  fincere  ; 
He  faves  the  Souls,  whofe  humble  Lovc 
Is  jein'd  with  holy  Fear. 
S  [His  ftubborn  Fees  his  Svrord  (hall  flay, 
And  pierce  their  Hearts  with  Pain  y 
But  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  (hall  fay, 
*'  They  fought  his  Aid  in  vain."] 
7  [My  Lips  (hali  dwell  upon  his  Praife, 
And  Ipread  his  Fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  Sons  of  Adam  raife 
The  Honours  of  their  GOD.] 

PSALM   J46.    Long  Metre. 
Fraifi  to  GOD  for  his  Goodnefs  and  Truth. 

1  p  R  A I S  E  y  e  the  Lord,  my  Heart  ihall  jpia 
^     In  Woi  ks  fo  pleafant,  lo  divine  j 
Now  while  the  Fle(h  is  mine  Abode, 
And  when  my  Soul  afcends  to  G  O  D. 

a  Praife  (hall  employ  ray  nobleft  Pow'r«, 
While  Immoitality  endures  j 
Mv  Days  of  Praife  (hall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being  laft, 

3  Why  fhoulil  I  make  a  Man  my  Truft? 
Frinces  mult  die,  and  turn  to  Duft  j 

Their  Breath  departs,  theii  Pomp  and  Fow Yi 
And  Thoughts  aJl  vanifli  in  an  Hour. 

4  H^ppy  the  Man,  whole  Hopes  rely 
Oii  //rV/'sGOD:  He  made  the  Sky, 
And  Earth,  and  Seas,  with  all  iheir  Train, 
And  none  ihali  fkh^  his  PromUe  viiiii. 

5  Hit 


P  S^^  A  L  M    CXLVI.  269 

b  His  Truth  for  ever  ftands  fecure  : 
He  faves  th'  Gppreft,  he  feeds  the  Poor  5 
He  fends  the  lab'fing  Confcience  Peace, 
And  grants  the  Prisoner  fweet  Releafe. 
The  Lord  hath  Eyes  to  give  the  Blind  5 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  Mindj 
He  helps  the  Stranger  in  Diftrefs, 
The  Widow  and  the  Fatherlefs. 

7  He  loves  his  Saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  Wicked  down  to  Hell : 
Thy  G  O  D,  O  Siouy  ever  reigns  i 
Praife  him  in  everlafting  Strains. 

PSALM    146,    As  the  it 3th  Pfalra. 

Praife  io  GOD  for  his  Goodnefs  and  Truth, 

J  T '  L  L  praife  my  Maker  with  my  Breath  i 
■■•    And  when  my  Voice  is  loft  in  Death, 
Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobler  Pow'rs  ; 
My  Days  of  Praife  mall  ne'er  be  palV, 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being  laft. 
Or  Immortality  endures, 
a  Why  (hould  I  make  a  Man  my  Truft  ? 
Princes  muft  die,  and  turn  to  Duft; 

Vain  is  the  Help  of  Flefh  and  Blood  : 
Their  Breath  departs,  their  Pomp,  and  Pow'r, 
And  Thoughts,  all  vanifh  in  an  Hour, 
NoF  ca'n  they  make  their  Promife  good, 
3  Happy  the  Man  whofe  Hopes  rely 
On  J/rV/'s  GOD:  He  made  the  Sky, 

And  Earth  and  Seas,  with  all  their  Train  j 
His  Truth  for  ever  ftands  fecure  j 
He  faves  th'  Oppreft,  he  feeds  the  Poor, 
And  Kone  (hail  find  his  Promife  vain, 
4.  The  Lord  hath  Eyes  to  give  the  Blind  j 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  Mind  j 
He  f&nds  th«  laboring  Conf«kn€€  Peace, 

M6  He 


27d  PSALM    CXLVIL 

He  helps  the  Stranger  in  DJftrefs, 
The  Widow  and  the  Fatherlefs, 
And  grants  the  Prisoner  fweet  Releafe. 

5  He  loves  his  Saints;  he  knows  them  welly 
But  turns  the  Wicked  down  to  Hell ; 

Thy  GOD,  O  Sion,  ever  reigns  j 
Let  evVy  Tongue,  let  evVy  Age, 
In  this  exalted  Work  engage  :  ' 

Praife  him  in  everlalting  Strains. 

6  ril  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  Breath, 
And  ■  hen  my  Voice  is  loft  in  Death, 

Piaiie  fliali  employ  my  nobler  Pow'rs  : 
My  Days  of  Praife  Ihall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being  lait. 

Or  Immortality  endures. 

PSALM     147.    Firfl  Part. 
The  Di'vine  Nature,  Pr evidence  and  Grace. 

X  p  R  A I SE  ye  the  Lord  :  *Tis  good  to  raife 
•■■      Our  Hearts  and  Voices  in  his  Praife ; 
His  Nature  and  his  Works  invite 
To  make  this  Duty  oiir  Delight. 

a  The  Loid  builds  up  7^r«/fl/^»», 
And  gathers  Nuions  to  his  Name  ! 
His  ivfercy  raelts  the  llubborn  Soul, 
And  m  kes  the  broken  Spiiit  whole, 

3  He  torm'd  the  Stars,  thofe  hcav'nly  Flames, 
He  conints  their  Numbers,  calls  their  Names  : 
His  Wifdom's  vaft,  anci  knews  no  Bound, 

A  Deep  w'lere  all  our  Thoughts  are  drown'd, 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  an  )  great  his  Might  j 
And  all  his  Glories  infin-te  : 

He  crowns  the  Meek,  lewards  the  Juft, 
And  treads  the  Wicked  to  the  Duft. 
PAUSE. 
3  Sing  to  tlieLord,  exalt  him  high. 
Who  fprtads  his  Ciouds  all  round  the  Sky: 

There 


PSALM    CXLVIL  *7X 

There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  Rain, 
Nor  lets  the  Drops  defcend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  Grafs  the  Hills  adorn  j 
And  deaths  the  fmiling  Fields  with  Corn  | 
The  Beafts  with  Food  fts  Hands  fupply. 
And  the  young  Ravens  when  they  cry, 

7  What  is  the  Creatures  Skill  or  Force. 
The  fprightly  Man,  the  warlike  Horfe, 
The  nimble  Wit,  the  adlive  Limb? 
All  are  too  mean  Delights  for  him. 

S  But  Saints  are  lovely  in  his  Sight ; 
He  views  his  Children  with  Delight : 
He  fees  their  Hope,  he  knows  their  Fear  | 
And  looks  and  loves  his  Image  there. 

PSALM    147.    Second  Part. 

Summer  and  Winter, 
A  Song  for  Great-Britain. 

1  r\ Britain i  praife  thy  mighty  GOD, 
^^  And  make  his  Honours  known  abroad  5 
He  bid  the  Ocean  round  thee  flow  j 
Not  Bars  of  Brafs  could  guard  thee  £q, 

2.  Thy  Children  are  fecure  and  bleft; 
Thy  Shores  have  Peace,  thy  Cities  Reft  s 
He  feeds  thy  Sons  with  finelt  Wheat, 
And  adds  his  Blefling  to  their  Meat. 

3  Thy  changing  Seafons  he  ordains, 
Thy  early  and  thy  latter  Rains  j 

His  Flakes  of  Snow  like  Wool  he  fends. 
And  thus  the  fpringing  Corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  Froft  he  ftrews  the  Ground ; 
His  Hail  deicends  with  clatt'ring  Sound  j 
Where  is  the  Man  fo  vainly  bold 

That  dares  defy  his  dreadful  Cold  ? 

5  He  bids  the  Southern  Breezes  blow  5 
The  Ic€  diffolYe,  the  W^teis  flowi 

But 


i7«  PSALM    CXLV^r. 

But  he  hath  nobler  Works  and  Ways 
^  To  call  the  Britons  to  his  Praife. 
6  To  all  the  Ifle  his  Laws  are  fliown  j 

His  Gofpel  through  the  Nation  known  j. 

He  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his  Word 

To  ev'ry  Land  :  Praife  ye  the  Lord. 

PSALM  147.  V.  7-9,  13-18.  Commoa  Metre* 
Thi  Seafons  of  the  Year, 

1  \xr  I T  H  Songs  and  Honours  founding  loud, 
^^     Addrefs  the  Lord  on  high  j 
Over  the  Heav'ns  he  fpreads  his  Cloud, 
And  Waters  veil  the  Sky. 
a  He  fends  his  ShowVs  of  Bleffings  dov^^n 
To  chear  the  Plains  below  j 
He  makes  the  Grafs  the  Meuntains  crown, 
And  Corn  in  Valiies  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  Ox  his  Meat, 

He  hears  the  Ravens  cry; 
But  Man  who  taftes  his  fined  Wheat, 
Should  raife  his  Honours  high. 

4  His  fteady  Counfels  change  the  Face 

Of  the  declining  Year  j 
He  bids  the  Sun  cut  Ihort  his  Race, 
And  wint'ry  Days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  Froft,  his  fleecy  Snow, 

Defeend  and  clothe  the  Ground } 
The  liquid  Streaiws  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  Fetters  bound. 

6  Wheu  from  his  dreadful  Stores  on  high 

He  pours  the  rattling  Hail, 
The  Wretch  that  dares  this  GOD  defy, 
Shall  find  his  Courage  fail. 

7  He  fends  his  Word  and  melts  the  Snow, 

The  Fields  no  longer  mourn ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  Gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  Spring  jfeturn. 

SThe 


PSALM    CXLVIII.  a73 

S  The  changing  Wind,  the  flying  Cloucl, 
Obey  his  mighty  Word  j 
With  Songs  and  Honours  founding  loi;d, 
Praife  ye  the  fov'reign  Lord. 

PSALM    148.    Proper  Metre, 

Praife  to  GOD  from  all  Criatures, 

X  yy  E  Tribes  of  Adam,  join  ^ 

*     With  Heav'n,  and  Earth,  and  Seas^ 
And  offer  Notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  Praife. 

Ye  holy  Throng 

Of  Angels  bright. 

In  Worlds  of  Light 

Begin  the  Song. 

«  Thou  Sun  with  dazzliag  Rays, 
And  Moon  that  rules  the  Night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  Praife, 
,   With  Stars  of  twinkling  Light, 
His  Pow'r  declare. 
Ye  Floods  on  high, 
Ani  Clouds  that  fly- 
In  ampty  Air. 

I  The  fhining  Worlds  above 
In  glorious  Order  ftand, 
Or  in  fwift  Courfes  move 
By  his  fupreme  Command, 
He  fpake  the  Word, 
And  all  their  Frame  / 

From  nothing  came  / 

To  praife  the  Lord.  / 

4  He  mov'd  their  mighty  Wheals  ./ 
In  unknown  Ages  paft. 
And  each  his  Word  fulfils^ 
While  Time  and  Nature  y>  U 


274  PSALM     CXLVm. 

IndifF'rerrt  Ways 
His  Works  proclaim 
His  wond'rous  Name, 
And  fpeak  his  Praife. 

PAUSE. 

5  Let  all  the  Earth-born  Race^ 
And  Monfters  of  the  Deep, 
The  Fifli  that  cleave  the  Seas, 
Or  in  their  Bofom  fleep, 

From  Sea  and  Shore 
Their  Tribute  pay, 
And  ftill  difplay 
Their  Maker's  Pow'n 

6  Ye  Vapours,  Hail,  and  Snow, 
Praife  ye  th'  Almighty  Lord, 
And  ftormy  Winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  Word. 

When  Lightnings  ftiine. 
Or  Thunders  roar, 
Let  Earth  adore 
His  Hand  divine. 

7  Yet  Mountains  near  the  Skies, 
With  lofty  Cedars  there, 
And  Trees  of  humbler  Size,  . 
That  Fruit  in  Plenty  bear  ; 

Beafts  wild  and  tame, 
Birds,  Flies,  and  Worms, 
In  various  Forms, 
Exalt  his  Name. 

8  Ye  Kings  and  Judges  fear 
The  Lord,  the  fov'ieign  King  5 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  V\eav'nly  Honours  fmg  j 

Nor  let  the  Dream 
Of  Pow'i  and  State, 
Make  y®u  forget 
His  Pow'r  fu^eme. 


9.  Virgins 


PSALM    CXLVKI,  ifs 

5  Virgins  and  Youth  engage 
To  found  his  Praife  divine^ 
While  Infancy  and  Age 
Their  feebler  Voices  join  5 

Wide  as  he  reigns 

His  Name  be  fung 

By  evYy  Tongue, 

In  endiefs  Strains. 
JO  Let  all  the  Nations  fear 
The  GOD  that  rules  above  j 
He  brings  his  People  near, 
And  nfiakes  them  tafte  his  Love. 

While  Earth  and  Sky 

Attempt  his  Praife, 

His  Saints  (hall  raife 

His  Honours  high. 

PSALM  148.  Paraphrafed  in  Long  Metre, 

Uni'verfal  fraife  to  GOD» 

1  r  O  U  D  Hallelujals  to  the  Lord  (dwell  | 

*-'    From  diftant  Worlds  where  Creatures 
Let  Heav'n  begin  the  folemn  Word, 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  Hell. 

Note,  TMs  Pfalm  may  be  fung  to  the  Tune  of  thi 
old  iizth  or  jzytb  Pfalm^  if  theft  t*wo  Linet  be 
added  to  e<very  Stanxa  (viz) 

Each  of  his  Works  his  Name  difplays. 
But  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  the  Praife. 

Otherijuife  it  mufi  he  fung  to  the  ufual  Tunti  of  the 

Long  Metre, 
a  The  Lord !  how  abfolute  he  reigns  ! 
Let  ev'ry  Angel  bend  the  Knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  Love  in  heav'nly  Strains, 
And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  Terrors  be, 

3  High 


9f6^  P  fi  A  L  M    CXLVIII. 

j/High  on  a  Throne  bis  dories  dwell. 
An  awful  Throne  of  fliining  Blifs : 
Fly  through  the  World,  O  Sun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  Beams,  compar'd  to  his. 

4  Awake  ye  Tempefts,  and  his  Fame 
In  Sounds  of  dreadful  Praife  declare  j 
And  the  fweet  Whifpers  of  his  Name 
Fill  evVy  gentler  Breeze  of  Air. 

5  Let  Clouds,  and  Winds,  and  Waves  agi:ee 
To  join  their  Praife,  with  blazing  Fire  f 
Let  the  firm  Earth  and  rolling  Sea        y 
In  this  eternal  Song  confpire. 

6  Ye  flowVy  Plains  proclaim  his  Skill  j 
Vallies  lie  low  before  his  Eye  ; 

And  let  his  Praife  frem  ev'ry  Hill 
Rife  tuneful  to  ihe  neighb'ring  Sky. 

7  Yeft'-hbornOaks,  and  (lately  Pines, 
Bend  your  high  Branclie?;,  and  ridore  ; 
Praife  him,  ye  Beafts^  in  diff 'rent  Strains ; 
The  Lamb  muft  bleat,  the  Lion  rear. 

8  Birds,  ye  muft  make  his  Praife  your  Theme, 
Nature  demands  a  Song  from  you  : 

While  the  dumb  Fifti  that  cut  the  Stream 
Leap  up,  and  mean  his  Praifes  too. 

9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  Tongue, 
When  Nature  all  around  you  fings  ? 

O  for  a  Shout  from  Old  and  Young, 
From  humble  Swains,  and  lofty  Kings  t 

10  Wide  as  hi«  vaft  Dominion  lies, 
Make  the  Creator's  Name  be  known  j 
Loud  as  his  Thunder  ftiout  his  Praife, 
And  found  it  lofty  as  his  Throne. 

11  Jehonjah  !  'tis  a  glorious  Word, 
O  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  Tongue  ! 

But  Saints,  who  beft  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raife  the  nobleft  Song. 

li  Speak 


PS  A  L  M    CXLVm.  X77 

3a  Speak<of  the  Wonders  of  that  Love, 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  ev'ry  Chc^d  i 
From  all  below  and  all  above. 
Loud  Halltlujahi  to  the  Lord, 

-  PSALM    148.    Short  Metre, 

I       ^  Vniverfal  fraife. 

2  T  E  T  ev'ry  Creature  join 

*^    To  praife  th'  eternal  G  O  D  f 
;  Ye  heav'nly  Hofts  the  Song  begins 

And  found  his  Name  abroad, 
a  Thou  Sun  with  golden  Beams, 
And  Moon  with  paler  Rays, 
Ye  itarry  Lights,  ye  twinkling  Flamef, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  Praife, 

3  He  built  thofe  Worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wond'rous  Frame  : 
By  his  Command  they  ftand  or  move> 
And  ever  fpeak  his  Name. 
•  4  Ye  Vapours,  when  ye  rife, 
\      Or  fall  in  Show'rs  or  Snow, 
Ye  Thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  Skies> 
His  Pow'r  and  Glory  ihow. 
"  5  Wind,  Hail,  and  flafliing  Fire, 
Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  Storms  coni^^ire 
T©  execute  his  Word. 
t  By  all  his  Works  above 
,        Hi^  Honours  be  expreft  j^ 

But  Saints  that  tafte  his  faving  Love, 
Should  fmg  hiis  Praifes  beft. 

P  A  U  S  E    L 

>i^  Let  Eartii  and  Ocean  know 
They  owe  their  Maker  Praife  j 

Praife 


a;*  PSALM    CXLVIII. 

Praife  him,  ye  watYy  Worlds  below. 
And  Monfters  of  the  Seas. 
S  From  Mountains  near  the  Sky 
Let  his  high  Praife  refound. 
From  humble  Shrubs  and  Cedars  high, 
And  Vales  and  Fields  around. 

9  Ye  Lions  of  the  Wood, 

And  tamer  Beafts  that  graze, 
Vc  live  upon  his  daily  Food, 
And  he  expefts  your  Praife. 

10  Ye  Birds  of  lofty  Wing, 

On  high  his  Praifes  bear  j 
Or  fir  on  flow'ry  Boughs,  and  fing 
Your  Maker's  Glory  there. 

11  Ye  creeping  Ants  and  Worms, 

His  various  Wifdom  fhow, 
And  Flies  in  aH  your  foining  Swarmf, 

Praife  him  that  drcft  you  to, 
i»  By  all  the  Earth -born  Race 

His  Honours  be  expreft, 
But  Saints  that  know  his  heav'nly  Grace, 

Should  learn  to  praife  him  belt. 

PAUSE    IL 

13  Momrchs  of  wide  Commaad, 
Praife  ye  th' eternal  King  ; 
Judges,  adore  that  fovVeigh  Handj 
Whence  all  your  Honours  fpiing. 
J 4  Letvig'rous  Youth  engage 
To  found  his  Praifes  high  : 
While  growing  Babes,  and  with'ring  Age, 
Their  feebler  Voices  try. 
15  United  Zeal  be  (hown 

His  wond'rous  Fame  to  raife  ; 
GOD  is  the  Lord  :    His  Name  alone 
Deferves  our  endlefs  Praife. 

16  Let 


PSALM     CXLIX.  379 

%6  Let  Nature  join  with  Art. 

And  all  pronounce  him  bleft. 
But  Saints  that  dwell  fo  near  his  Heart, 
Should  fing  his  Praifes  beft. 


PSALM    149. 


Prai/f  GOD  all  bit  Saints;  or.  The  Saints  Judg^ 
ing  the  JVorU. 

I    ALL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoicej 

•^^    And  let  your  Songs  be  new  ? 
-  Amidft  the  Church  with  chearful  Voice 
His  latter  Wonders  ftiew. 

.»  The  Je'ws,   the  People  of  his  Grace, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  fmg  j 
And  Gentile  Nations  join  the  Praife, 
While  Sion  owns  her  King. 

3  TheiLord  takes  Pleafare  in  the  Juft, 

Whom  Sinners  treat  with  Scorn  s 
The  Meek  that  lie  defpis'd  in  Duft, 
Salvation  (hall  adorn, 

4  Saints  fliould  be  joyful  in  their  Kirfg, 

E'en  on  a  dying  Bed  ; 
And  like  the  Souls  in  Glory  fing, 
For  GOD  ihallraife  the  Dead. 

5  Then  his  high  Praife  Ihall  fill  their  Tongues, 

Their  Hands  (hall  wield  the  Sword  : 
AndVengeance  (hall  attend  their  Songs, 
The  Vengeanxe  of  the  Lord. 

I  .6  WhenC*r(/f  the  Judgment  Seat  afcends, 
And  bids  the  World  appear. 
Thrones  are  prepared  for  all  his  Friends, 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

!j  Then 


aSo  F  8  A  L  M     CL* 

7  Then  (hall  they  rule  with  Iron  Rod 

Nations  that  darM  rebel : 
And  join  the  Sentence  of  their  GOD* 
On  Tyrants  doom'd  to  Hell, 

8  The  Royal  Sinners  bound  in  Chaini 

New  Triumphs  (hall  afford  j 
Such  Honour  for  t^e  Saints  remains  s 
Praife  ye,  and  love  the  Lord. 

PSALM    X50.   'z;.  I,  t^  6, 

A  Song  of  Prai/e, 

IN  GOD'S  own  Houfe  pronounce  his  Prai(e, 
His  Grace  be  there  reveals  ; 
To  Heav'n  yeur  Joy  and  Wonder  raife. 
For  there  his  Glory  dwells. 
ft  Let  all  your  facred  PafRons  move. 
While  you  rehearfc  his  Deeds  j 
But  the  great  Work  W  faving  Love 
Your  higheft  Praife  exceeds, 
3  All  that  have  Motion,  Life  and.  Breath, 
Proclaim  your  Maker  bleft  j 
Yet  when  my  Voice  expires  in  Death, 
My  Soul  (hall  praife  him  belt. 


THE 


THE 

CHRISTIAN 
D  O  X  0  L  O  G  r. 

Long  Metre. 

TO  GOD  the  Father,  GOD  the  Son, 
And  GOD  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  Honour,  Praife,  and  Glory  giv'n 
By  all  on  Earth,  and  all  in  Heav'n. 

Common  Metre. 

LET  G  OD  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  addf'd. 
Where  there  are  Works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  Saints  that  love  the  Lord. 


Common   Metre,   nuhere  the  Tune  incUtdes  two 

Stanzas, 


q^HE  GOD  of  MercybeadorM, 
J-    Who  calls  our  Souls  from  Death, 
Who  faves  by  his  redeeming  Word^ 
And  New-creating  Breath, 

II. 

To  praife  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
.    And  Sj)irit  all  Divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  On^, 
Let  Saints  and  Angels  join. 

Short 


%H  DOXOLOGIES. 

Short  Metre. 

YE  Angels  round  the  Throne, 
And  Saints  that  dwell  below, 
"Worlhip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  blefs  the  Spirit  too. 


N 


As  the  iiith  Pfalm» 
O  W  to  the  great  and  facred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  Praife  and  Glory  giv'n. 
Through  all  the  Worlds  where  GO  D  is  known, 
By  all  the  Angels  near  the  Throne, 
And  all  the  Saints  in  Earth  and  Heav'nc 

As  ibe  i^Ztb  P/alm, 

TO  GOD  the  Father's  Throne 
Perpetual  Honours  raife  j 
Glory  to  G  O  O  the  Son, 
To  G  O  D  the  Spirit  Praife  -t 
With  all  our  PowYs, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  Name  we  fing, 
While  Faith  adoreso 


THE    END. 


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An     INDEX, 

O  R 

TABLE   to  find  a  Pfalm  fuked  to 
particular  Subjects  or  Occasions. 

»Iote,  In  this  Table  Ihanje  not  dire^edto  thefe'uerJ 
Parts  or  Metres  of  the  Pfatm,  leji  it  Jbould  breed 
too  great  a  Confujion  of  Figures.  What  is  fought 
in  any  Pfalm  may  eafily  be  found,  by  turning  a 
Leaf  or  fwo  backward  or  fortuard  to  the  difiin^ 
Barts  or  Metres, 
f  you  find  not  ivbat  Word  you  feek  is  this  Table,  feeJt 
another  of  the  fame  Signification ;  Or,  feek  it  under 
fome  of  the  more  general  Words,  fuch  as  God, 
Chrift,  Church,  Saints,  Pfalm,  Prayer,  Praife, 
Affliilion,  Grace,  Deliverance,  Death,  &c. 

*  miflion  to  them  123, 

131,  36.  from  Men,  fee 
PerfecutioninMind  and 
Body  143.  trying  our 
Graces  66,  119,  17/^ 
F^r/,withoutReje<5tioii 
89.  of  Saints  and  Sin- 
ners different  94,gentle 
103,  moderated  125, 
verygi-eat  102,1^3,75, 
J9ged  Saints  Refleaion 
and  Hope  71. 
AU'feingGoA  139. 
Angels G\}ZT6\2in  54.,  91, 
all  fubjea  to  Chrift  89, 
97.  praife  theLord  105. 
prefent  in   Churches 

N  Appeal 


/I^AM  thefirft  and 
"  fecond,  their  Do- 
ifinion  8. 

^iiied.  Pity  to  them 
4*.  35.  and  tempted, 
Pupported  ^i,  145, 146. 
their  Prayer  102,  143^ 
Saints  happy  73,  94, 
IJ9,  \^th  Part, 
fusions,  Hope  in  them 
|k*»>3>77.  Support  and 
Profit  1J9,  j^tb  Part. 
[nftruaion  |by  them 
Uiii9yjithPart,{inC' 
ified94,ii9,i8//JPtfr/. 
Courage  in  them  119, 
•^b  Part,  removed  by 
•ra^cr  34,  ,^,    Sub- 


INDEX. 


Mpeal  to  God  againft 
Terlecutors  7.concerH- 
hig  our  Sincerity  139. 
Humility  131. 

4,  ctnjion  of  Chrifl  14,68, 
4.7,   no. 

/ijfij\ance  from  God  14.4, 
'133. 

Aiheifm  pra^lical  14,  36, 
12,  pwniftied  JO. 

AttributesQ^Go^lG,  iii, 
145,  H7- 

i4«/,6orz{/fromGcd75,82. 

B 
"OMJliding     Soul     in 

■^  Dnuefs  and  Defer- 
tion  25.  rellored  51. 
pardoned  78,  X30. 

Blelfin^  of  God  on  the 
Bufinefs  and  Comforts 
of  Life   117. 

B/#«^Jofa  Family  128, 
J 33,  of  a  Nation  144, 
147.  of  the  Country  65, 
147. ofaPerfcn  1,32,1  li. 

B/<75^of  Chriftcleanfmg 
from  Sin  51,  69. 

Boo;^of  Nature  andScrip- 
ture  19,  119.  ^thPart. 

Britain's  Profperity,  67. 
delivered  frcm  Slavery 
75.  H?ppintfs  147. 

Brotherly  Lovt  133.  Re- 
proof 14T. 

Bufinifso(L'ihb\efiiz7' 

C 
/^ARE   of  God  over 

^  his  Saints  34. 

Charity  to  the  Poor  37, 


41,  112.  and  Juftice  15 
1 12.  mixed  with  im- 
pjecations  35. 
Chafiiftment,  fee  Affl'iBiont 
Ck'iidren  praifing  God  S. 
made  Blcflingsi27,iz8. 
inftru6ted  34,  78. 
Chrifi  the  fecond  Adam^ 
his  Incarnation,  his 
Don)inion,  his  AU-fuf- 
ficiency  16.  his  Afcen- 
fion  24,  65,  no.  the 
Church's  Foundation 
118.  his  Coming,  the 
Signs  of  it  12.  his  Con- 
defcer.fion  and  Glorifi- 
cation 8.  Covenant 
made  with  him  89.Firft 
and  fecond  Coming,  or 
his  Incarnation,  King-  , 
dom  and  Judgment  96, 
97,  98.  the  true  David 
89,  35.  his  Death  and 
RefurredHon  22, 16,69. 
theEternalCreator  lox. 
exalted  to  the  King-  \ 
dom  2,  21,  8,  72,  no. 
ourExample  109.  Faith 
in  his  Blood  51.  God 
and  Man  89.  his  God- 
head 102.  our  Hope  4,  ! 
51.  his  Incarnation  and  i 
Sacrifice  40.  the  King 
and  the  Church  his 
Spoufe  45.  his  King, 
dom  amorg  Gentiles 
72,87,  J  32.  his  Love  to  ; 
Enemies  109,  35.  his 
Majefty 


INDEX. 


Majefty    97,    99.    his 
Mediatorial  Kingdom 
g9,  no.  his  Obedience 
and  Death  69.  his  per- 
fonal  Glories  and  Go- 
vernment 45.    praifed 
by  Children    8.  Prieft 
and  King  no.  his  Re- 
furredlion  ontheLord's 
Day  118,  our  Strength 
and  Righteoufnefs  71. 
his      Sufferings      and 
Kingdom  2, 12, 69.  his 
SufFerings  for  our  Sal- 
vation 69.  his  Zealand 
Reproaches  ihid. 
Chn/ians  Qualifications 
1 5,  24.  Church  made  of 
Jews  and  Gentiles  87. 
Church  its  Beauty  4.5,  4.8, 
122.  the  Birth-place  of 
Saints  87,  built  onjefus 
Chrift  II 8.  Delight  and 
Safety  in  it  27.Deftruc- 
tion  of  Enenwes  pro- 
ceeds from  thence  jG. 
Gathered   and    fettled 
1 32.  of  the  Gentiles  4.5, 
47.   God  fights  for  her 
.  46,  10,  20.  G®d"s  Pre- 
fence  there    132,    84. 
God's  fpecial  Delight 
57,  132.  God's  Garden 
92.  Goingto  it  122.  the 
Houfe  and  Care  of  God 
135.   of  the  Jews  and 
Gentiles  87. its  Increafe 
67.  Prayer  in  Diftrefs 
So.  Perfecuted  fee  Per- 


fecution    Reftored    by 
Prayer  85,  102,  107. its 
Safety  in  national  De- 
folation  46.  is  the  Safety 
and  Honour  of  i^Natiom 
48,  the  Spoufe  of  Chri/t 
45.    its   Worfhip    and 
Order   48.      Wrath  a- 
gainft    ii-nemies    pro- 
ceeds thence  76. 
Colonies  planted  107. 
Comfort,    Holinefs    and 
Pardon  4,  32,  119,  nth 
and    jzih  Parts,     and 
Suppoit  in  God 94,  16, 
from    ancient     Provi- 
dences 77,  1  +  3.  of  Life 
bleft  127.  and  Pardon 
1 30. 
Companj  of Si\nts,j6. 109. 
Complaint    of   Abfence 
from  Public   Worihip 
4i-  of  Sickn efs   6.    of 
Defertion    13.     Pride, 
Atheifm,     Opprcflion, 
(sfc.  ID,  1 2.  of  Tempta- 
tion 13,  general  loj,  of 
quarrelfome       Neigh- 
bours  12.  of  heavy  Af- 
flictions in  Mind  and 
Body  143. 
Ccmpajfion  of  God    105, 

145,  147. 
Communion  with   Saints 

io6,  133. 
Co/ifeJJion  of  car  Povei;|:y 
iS.  of  Sin,  Repentance 
and  Pardon  32,  57,  38, 
X30,  143.     N  2  "    CoH- 


INDEX. 


Confcience  tender  119. 
iph  Part,  its  Guilt  le- 
•ieved  38,  32,  51,  130. 

Contention  comf\:xn\tdi  of 
120. 

Converfe  with  God  63, 
119,  zd  Part. 

Connjerjion  and  Joy  ii6. 
at  the  Afcenfion  of 
Chrift  no.  of  Jews  and 
Gentiles  87,  106,  96. 

CorreSiionyitt  Afflidlion. 

Corruption  of  Manners 
general  11,    ii. 

Counfel2Lnd  Supportfrom 
God   16,   119. 

Courage  in  Death  16,  17, 
71.  in  Perfecution  119, 
J  7/ A  Part. 

Conjenant  made  with 
Chrift  89.  of  Grace  un- 
changeable 89.   106. 

Creation  and  Providence 

i3S>  n^j  33»  »04>  J47> 
148. 
Creatures ,  no  Truft  in 
them  62,  33,  146.  vain, 
and  God  All-fufHcient 
33,  Praifing  God  148. 

D 
jrj  .4/ Zr  Devotion  55, 

Day  of  Humiliation  for 
Difappointmcnts  in 
War  60. 

Death  and  Rcfurreftion 
of  Ckrift,  16,  69.  of 
Saints  and  Sinners  17, 
37>  49»  and  Sufferings 


of  Chrift  22,  69.  Deli- 
verance from  it  3 1 .  and 
Pride 49. and  Refurrec- 
tion  49 , 7 1 ,89. Courage 
in  it  16,  17,  23.  the 
EfFea  of  Sin  90. 

Defence  in  God  3,  121, 
and  Salvation  in  God 
i8,  61. 

Delaying  Sinners  warn'd 

95- 

Dt light  and  Safety  in  the 
Church  48,  27,  84,  iS, 

Deliverance  begun  and 
perfefted  85.  tromDe- 
fpair  1 8. from  deep  Dif- 
trefs  34,  4o.fromDeath 
31,11 8. from  Oppreflion 
and  Falftiood  56.  from 
Perfecution,  53,  94  by 
Prayer  34,  40,  85,  ii5. 
from  Shipwreck  107. 
from  Slander  31,  Sur- 
prizing 126.  from 
Temptations  3,  6,  13, 
18.  from  aTu mult  118. 

Defertion  and  Diftrefsof 
Soul  25,  13,  38, 143. 

Dfjire  of  Knowledge  1 19, 
9/A  Party  of  Hoiin^fs 
1 1 9;  11  /A  Part,  of  Com- 
fort and  Deliverance 
119  1  a /APtff/.  of  quick- 
ening Grace  i]9»  \Uh 
Part. 

DefolationSi  theChurch'$ 
Safety  in  them  46. 

Defptur  and  Hope  in 
Death 


INDEX, 


Death  17,-4-^.  Delive- 
rance fropi  it  18,    130. 

Det'otic/is  dmly  5;,  134, 
141.  Oil  a  fickBed^g^,  6. 
fee  Moining,  Even- 
ing,  Lord's  Day. 

■Dire^ion  and  Pardon 2 5. 
and  Defence  prayed  for 
5.  and  Hope  4z.  fee 
Knowledge. 

Dijeafe,  fee  Sicknefs. 

Dl/ircfs  of  Sou)  or  Rack - 
jffiding  and  Defei  tioi) 
2'5.  rdieved  ^r,  jio, 

V-jf/iwisn  of  Man  over 
Creatures  8. 

P^.'3//  andF«af  sfuppreft 

Drunkard,  zni.  tJUttoa 

£07, 
D«(y  to  God  and  Man 

Dwelling  tvith  God,  fee 

Heaven,  Clnucb,   ^r. 

E 
pDUCATIONrdi- 
•*-'  gious  34,  78. 
f^y/t/'s  Plagues  J05. 
£^^  of  Righteous  and 

Wicked  i,  37. 
Enemies   overcome    3«. 

prayed  for  35,  109,  de- 

ftroyed  12,  76,  48. 
Ennjy^rA  Unbelief  cur'd 

37,.  49-     ^ 
hqitity   and  Wifdom  of 

Providence  9. 
Bwning  Pfalm  4,    139, 

34I" 


E'vidence  of  Grace,  or 
Self  Examination  t6, 
of  Sincerity  18, 19,139. 

£1;// Times  12,  Neigh» 
hours  120,  Magiftrates 
iij  58;   8z. 

Exaltation  of  Chrid  to 
the  Kingdom  a^  11,  22> 

ExaminaticH,    or    Evi- 
'dences  of  Grace26, 1 39. 
Exbo'tationi  toP^ace^nd 
.  Holinefs  34.. 

J^J'lTrL  a«d  rr&ytr  of 
■*  l>erfecu£cd  faints 
35.  in  th€  Blood  of 
Chri!l:5i>  %^.m  divme 
Gj  ace  and  Fewer  6i.^ 
130 
Faithfulnefs  of  God  £9. 
J05,  HI,  J45,  J46.  of 
Man  15,  141. 

12,  and  Oppreflion.De- 
liverance    from   them 

32,    56. 

Family  Government  i or. 
Love  and  Worfhip  133, 
Bleffings  128. 

Fears  and  Doubts  fup- 
prefTed  3,  34,  31.  in  the 
Worfnip  of  God  89, 
i9.ofGGdii9,i3/-?)Fflr/„ 

Flattery  and  Deceit  com- 
plained of  12,   36. 

Forgifvenefs,  fee  Pard®n. 

Formal  Worlhip  50. 
N  3  frfliY/y 


INDEX. 


Frailty  of  Man  89,  90, 

J  44. 
Tretfulnefs    difcouraged 

37- 
Iricndjh'ip    its  Bleffings 

funeral  ^{z\vci  89,  90. 
G 

nENrU.ES  given   to 

*^  Chrlft  2,  22,  72. 
Cburch  45,  65,  7*,"B7. 
Owning  the  true  God 
96,   98,  47. 

Glorification  and  Conde- 
I'cenfion  of  Chriil  8, 45. 
Glory  of  God  in  our 
Salvation  69  andOrace 
promiA'd  84,  97,  89. 

Glutton 'jl.  and  Drunk- 
ard 107 

God  all  in  all  117.  All- 
feeing  139.  AH-fuffici- 
ent  16,  33.  his  i>eing, 
Attributes  and  Provi- 
dence 36,  55,  147.  his 
Care  of  Saints  7,  34.  his 
(.'reation  and  Piovi- 
dence  33.  104,  &c.  our 
Defence  and  salvation 
3,  6i,  33,  115,  Ett-rnal, 
and  Sovereign,  and 
holy  93.  Eternal  and 
Man  mortal  90,  loi. 
F^iithfulnefs  105,  ill, 
89,  glorified,  and  Sin- 
nt  rs  f3\  ed69.Goodnefs 
and  Mercy  145,  146. 
Goodnefs  and  Truih 
5,      146.       governing 


Power  and  Goodnefs 
66.  Great  and  Good 
144.  68,  145,  147.  Heart 
fearchingi39.  our  only 
Hope  and  Help  142.  the 
Judge  9,  50,  97.  kind 
to  his  People  145,  146. 
his  Majefty  97  and 
Condefcenfion  113,  144. 
Mercy  and  Truth  36, 
103, 136,  89.  145.  made 
Man  8.  of  Nature  and 
Grace  65.  his  Perfec- 
tions III,  36,  145,  147. 
our  Portion,  and  Chrilt 
cur  Hope  4.  our  Por- 
tion liereand  hereafter 
75.  his  Power  and  Ma- 
jtfty  68,  89,  93,  96. 
praifed  by  Children  8. 
our  Preferver  121.  138. 
prefent  in  theChurches 
84.  our  Refuge  in  na- 
tional Troubles  46.  our 
Shepherd  23.  his  Sove- 
reignty and  Goodnefs 
to  Man  8,  113,  144.  our 
Support  and  Comfort 
94.  Supreme  Governor 
82,  93,  75,  unchange- 
able 89,111.  hisUni'^er- 
fal  Dominion  103.  his 
Wifdcm  in  his  Works 
III,  139.  uonhy  of  all 
Praife  I55,  146. 
Good  Wocks  15,  14,  in; 
profit  Men  not  God  16'. 
Goodnefs  ot  God  8,  103, 
III,  145,   146.  Go/- 


INDEX. 


Gojpely  itsGlo:-y  and  Suc- 
eefs  i^,  45,  110.  joyful 
Sound  89,98.  Woifhip 
and  Order  48. 

Government  of"  Chrift  45 . 
from  God  75. 

Cracey  its  Evidences,  or 
SeJf-Examination  26, 
X39.  above  Riches  144. 
without  Merit  n5,  32. 
of  Chrift  45,  72,,  and 
Providence  33,  36,  13 5, 
I36,  147,  PreJerving 
and  Keftoring  138. 
Truth  and  Protedlion 
57.  tried  by  Affliftions 
17,  66,  115.  and  Glory 
S4.  87.  pardoning  130. 

Guilt  of  Confcience  re- 
lieved 38,  32,  51, 130. 

H 
ZJAPPY  Saint  and 
■*-*  curfed  Sinner  i. 

Har'veji  6$,  I26,  147. 
flV£</f  A,  S  cknefs  and  Re- 
covery  6,  30,  31.  prayed 
for  6,  38,  39. 
Heart   known   to  God 

Hearing  of  Prayer  and 

Salvation4, 10,66,  102. 
Heaven  of  feparate  Souh 

cind  Refarreftion    17. 

The  Saints    Dwelling 

Place  24. 
Holjnefs,     PardoH     and 

Comfort  4.  defired  119, 

J  lib  Part,  profei^  119, 

3^  Part,  1 39 . 


Hope'in  Darknefs  13,  77? 
143.  of  Refurre<5tioii 
16,  71.  and  Defpair  in 
Death  17,  49.  and  Di- 
redlion  42.  in  AiHiition 
42, 143. 

Hofanna  of  the  Children 
3.  for  the  Lord's  Day 
118. 

Hou/bohiy  fee  Family. 

Humiliation  Day  10.  fof 
Difapp  ointments  60. 

Plumility  and  Submilfion 
131,139. 

Hypocrites  andHypocniy 

rboLArRT  reproved 
-^  16, 115,  135, 
Jehovah  68,  83.  rcigH* 

Jeivs.  fee  Ifracl. 
Images,  fee  Idolatry. 
Imprecations  andCharity 

35- 
Incarnation  96,  97,   98. 

and  Sacrifice  of  Chrift 

40. 
hifanis   139.    fee  ChiU 

dien. 
InftruBion  from  God  15. 

from  Scripture  119.  i^th 

and  ^ih  Parts,  in  Piety 

InftruBinje  Afflidlion  94. 
Intemperance     punifhed 

78.  and  pardoned  107. 
Joy  of  Converfion  i25. 

fee  Delight. 
N  4  ISratl 


INDEX. 


Ifrael  faved  from  the 
AfTyrians  76.  faved 
from  Egypt,  and 
brought  toCanaan  135, 
136,  77,  105,  107.  Re- 
bellion and  Punish- 
ment 78.  puniflied  and 
j)ardonedio6, 107. Tra- 
vels in  the  Wildernefs 
107,  114. 

Judgment  and  Mercy  9, 
6?.  Day  i,  50,  26,  97, 
149.     Seat  of  God  5. 

"Jufiict  of  Providence  9. 
and  Truth  toward* 
Men  15. 

'jpfificaiicnfret  31,  330. 

J/'ING  is  the  Care  of 

*^  Heaven  21. 

Kitiff  William  and  K-ing 

G:-^rge  75. 
KinfyJcm   of  Chrift,  fee 

Chi  lit, 

Kn^iivl'ti^e  deferred  19, 
J 19,   9 '6  P^zr/. 

T  ^/Fof  God,  Delight 
-*-'  in  it  119. 

Liberality  rewarded  4.1, 
1 12. 

Ii/>  and  Riches,  their 
Vanity  59.  fhort  and 
feeble  89,  90,  144.. 

longing  after   God  63, 

ltord\  Day  Pfalm  91, 
118.    Morning  5,  19, 

63/ 


Xoo/f  of  God  to  thft 
Righteous,  and  Hatred 
to  the  Wicked  1, 1 1,  to 
our  Neighbour  15.  ot 
Chrift  to  Sinners  35. 
of  God  better  than 
Life  63.  of  God  un- 
changeable 106,  89.  to 
Enemies  109,  35,  Bro- 
therly 133.  and  Wor- 
fliip  in  a  Family,  ibid. 
Luxury  punifbed  'j%,iXi^ 
pardoned  107, 

M 
'h/fAgifiraUs  J»,arAed 
'**^  58,  82.  Qnalifica- 
ticn  J 01.  raifeci  andde- 
pofed  75. 
Mayfly  of  God  ^8,  fee 
God. 

Man  his  Vanity  as  mor- 
tal y)^  89,  90, 144.  Hq- 
minion  over  Creature* 
S.  xnortal,   and   Chrift 
eternal  lot.  wonderful 
Formation  139. 
Mariners  Ffalm  107. 
Marriage,  myftical  45.. 
Mrtfler  of  a  Family  lor. 
Mt^ilation    i,    63,    119^ 

5//?  and  Sth  Farts, 
Melancholy  reproved  4*. 
and  Hope  77.  removed 
126. 

Merciet    common    and 

fpecial  68,  103.   Spiri- 

-    tualandTemporal  103. 

Innumerable  139. Eve?- 


INDEX. 


lading  136.  Recorded 

107.  and  Judgment  9. 

and  Truth  ©f  God  36, 

103,  89,  136,  i45»  H^' 
Mertt  difclaimed  16. 
Me/iab,  feeChrift. 
'Midnight  Thoughts  63, 

119,  ^tb  and  6th  Parts. 

139. 
Minifien  ordained  132. 

114. 
Morning  Pfalm  3,  141.  of 

a  Sabbath  5, 19,  63. 
Mortality  of  Man  39,  4,9, 

$0.  and  Hope  89.  and 

God's     Eternity     90, 

roa. 

N 

JvrAriON'^  Honour 
*  ^  and  Safety   is  the 

Church  48.  Profperity 

<7,    144.      bleft     and 

punifhed  107. 
Hattonal  Deliverace  67, 

75,  76,  124,  iz6.  Defo- 

latioBs,  the  Church's 

Safety  and  Triumph  in 

them  46. 
feature  and  Scripture  19, 

fJ9.  7/i&  Par/,  of  Man 

139. 

I^ fix) -England  Pfalm  107. 
J^o'vemher  the  5th,  n}, 

124. 

O 

f\BEDJENCE    fmcere 

^  32 >  18,  1^9.  htUtt 

tk^n  Sacrifice  59. 


0/d  Age,  Death  ^S.  and 
RefurrefMon  71,  89. 

Omnipotence, Onmifcience, 
Omniprefence,  he,   fee 

P 

pARDONy  Holinefs 

*  and  Comfort  4.  of 
Backfliding  78.  and 
Direftion  25.  and  Re- 
pentance prayed  for 
38.  and  Confeflion  32. 
of  original  and  a(5tual 
Sin  51.  plentiful  with 
God  130, 

Patience  under  Affile- 
tioHs  39.  under  Perfe- 
cutions  37,  44  in 
Darknefs  77, 130, 131!'. 

Pe^ce  and  Holinefs  en« 
couraged  34.  with  Men 
deiired  120. 

Perfe£iions  of  Ood  rit, 
H5>H7t  Z6. 

Perfecuted  Saints,  their 
Prayer  and  Faith  3^, 
44,  74,  80,  83. 

Perfecution,  Vi6lory  over 
and  Deliverance  from 
Jt7>  53>  94- Courage  irt 
it  119,  i-jth  Part. 

Perfecutors  punifhed  7, 
1*29, 145,  their  Folly  14, 
complained  of  35,  44, 
74,  80,  83.  Deliverance 
from  them  94,  9, 10. 

Perfejverance  13^,  in 
Trials  nj,  I'jth  Part, 

N  5  PeJiiUna 


INDEX. 


?ej\ilencs^  Prefervation 
in  it  91. 

JP/V/j-jInftru^ions  theie- 
in  34,    fee  Saint. 

fitj  to  the  Afflifted  41. 

Fie  a  ding  vv  i  t  h  cai  •:  1  e  pi  n  - 
ing  39,  123.  the  Hro- 
mifes  119,  iQib  Part. 

Fortion  of  Saints  and 
Sinners ii.  17.  37. 

Poiy^fr/;  conftiTcd  16. 

Prai  e  to  Grd  ft  cm 
Children  8.  for  Crea- 
tion andProvidence33. 
io4.to  our  Creator  loo. 
from  all  Creatures  148. 
for  eminent  Deliver- 
ance 34,  118.  General 
86, 145,150. for  theGof- 
pel  98.  for  Health  re- 
ftored  30, 116.  forHear- 
ing  Prayer  66,  I02.  to 
Jefus  Chrift  45. from  ail 
Nations  117.  and  Prayer 
public  65.  for  Protec- 
tion, Grace  and  Truth 
57.  for  Providence  and 
Grace  36.  for  Rain  65, 
147.  from  tlie  Saints 
149,  150.  for  temporal 
Bleflings  68,  147.  for 
Temptationsovercome 
18  forVicSlory  in  War/A. 

Pr^fr  heard  4,34,65,66. 
inTime  of  War  20. and 
Hope  of  Vi(5>ory  20. 
Praife  public  65.  and 
Hope  27.  in  Church's 
Diftrtfs  80.  Heard  and 


Sion  reilored  102.  and 
Faith  of  perfecuted 
Saints  35,  37,  56.  and 
Praife  for  Deliverance 
34. for  Repentance  and 
Pardon,  C^c,  38.  fee 
Complaint. 

Prff erasing  Grac€  138. 

Prtnces  vain  62,    I46. 

P roj ejfion  o\ii\ncev\X)  and 
Repentance,  Gfr.  119, 
'^d  t  a'-t,  I39.  falfe    50. 

Fromijes  and  Threat- 
ning  81.  pleaded  119, 
icth  Part. 

Prifi^entj  dangerous  45, 

73- 

Protection,  Truth  and 
Grace  57.  by  Day  and 
Night  i2i. 

Pro'vidence  its  Wifdom, 
andEquity  9,  andCrea- 
tion  33,  135,  136.  and 
Grace  36,  I47.  and  Per- 
fe6lions  of  God  36.  its 
Myltery  unfolded  73. 
recorded  77,  78, 107.  in 
Air,  Earth  and  Sea  35, 
65,  89,104,  107,  147. 

Prudence  and  Zeal  39. 

Pfalm  for  Soldiers  18,60. 
old  Age  71.  for  Huf- 
bandmen  65.  for  a  Fu- 
neral 89,  90.  for  tke 
Lord's  Day  92.  before 
Prayer  95.  before  Ser- 
mon 95.  torMagift.  ates 
loi.  for  HoufhoJders  ib, 
Futlit 


INDEX, 


Puh/ic  Wor{hip,  abfent 
from  it  complained  of 
4.a.  Worftiip  attended 

on   122. 

Punijhment  of  Sinners  i, 

"»  37-  CL 

QUARRELSOME 

**^j  Neighbours  no. 

^tcken'mi^    Grace   119, 
16th  Par}.       R 
JDAIN  from  Heaven 

^  135,  65,  147. 

Reco^very  tiom  Sicknefs 
6,  30,  116. 

Religion  and  Juftice  13. 
in  Wo  ds  and  Deeds  37. 

Repentance,  Confeflion 
and  Pardon  32.  and 
Prayer  for  Pardon  and 
Strength  38.  and  Faith 
in  theBlood  of  Chriftfi. 

■Reproach  tQvaoved  3i>37« 

RefignaUon  39,  123^,  131. 

Refolutions  holy  119,1  ^th 
Part, 

RefurreShn  and  Death 
of  Chnfta,  16.  of  the 
Saints  16,  17,  4.9,  71. 
and  Death  49,  71,  89. 

Re'volution  by  K-ing  Wil- 
liam 75. 

Riches,  their' Vanity  49. 

S 
OABBylTH,  fee  Lord's- 

*^  Day,  Sacrifice  40,  51, 
69. 

5'«zz>i/i  nappy,  and  Sin- 
ners curfed  i,  11,  119, 
2ji  Part.  Safety  in  evil 


Times  12,  46.  the  beft 
Company  16.  charac- 
terifed  15,  24.  and  Sin- 
ners Portion  r,  17. 
dwell  in  Heaven  1 5, 24. 
pwnifhed  and  faved  7?, 

106,  God'sCareof  them 
34.  Rewaid  at  laft  50., 
90, 92.  and  Sinners  End 
37,  I,  ri.  Patience  and 
World's  Hatred  37. 
chaftifed  andSinnerde- 
ftroyed94.  diebutCbriil 
lives  102.  puniilied  and 
pardoned  loS,  107.  con- 
duced to  Heaven  106, 

107.  trie4  and  preferv- 
ed  66, 125.  judging  the 
World  149. 

Saluation  of  Saints  10,  , 
and  Triumph  i8.  and 
Defence  in  God  6i.  by 
Chrift69,  85. 

Satan  fubdued  3,  6,  13. 

.yrn/i/ar^  compared  with 
the  Book  of  Nature  19, 
119,  ^th  Part.  Tnftruc- 
tion  from  it  119,  ^t^ 
Pari.  Delight  in  it  119, 
Stb^ndiHtb  Parts.  Ho- 
linefsandComfortfrom 
itii9,  6//&?^r/.  Perfec- 
tions 119,  7M/'ar/.  Va- 
riety and  Excellency 
119,  ^th  Part,  attended 
with  the  Spirit  no.  qi/^ 
Part.  ^ 

Seafons  of  the  Year  6^^ 
1^7'     N  €      Seaman's 


INDEX. 


StamatC%  Song  107. 

Su\nefs\iti\tA  6,  30,116. 

-J/w  of  Naturei4. Original 
and  aftual,  contefied 
and  pardoned  51,  and 
Chaltifement  of  Saints 
78,  106.  Univerfal   14. 

Sincerity  19,  a6,  32,  139. 
proved  and  rewarded 
iS.profcfled  u^.-^dPart. 

Sin  oiTongMQ  12,  34, 50. 

Slant/erf  Deliverance 
from  it,  31,  izo. 

Scufj  in  a  feparate  State 
17,  4^,  150. 

Sptrtt  given  at  Chrift's 
Afcenfion  68.histeach- 
ing  defired  51, 119.  ^tb 
Part. 

Spiritual  Enemies  over- 
come 3,  18,  144.  Blef- 
fings  and  Punifhments 
81. 

Spring  of  the  Year  65. 

Submijffion  123,  131.  \9 
Chrift  a.toSicknefs  3^. 

Support  and  Council 
from  God  16.  for  the 
affliflcd  and  tempted 
55.  and  Comfort  in 
God  94,  II 9, 14/^  Part, 
T 

7EMPrjTI0NS 
overcome  3,  18.  in 
Sicknefs  6.  efcape  from 
them  23.  of  the  Devil 
13.  Support  under 
them  },  55,  94. 


Thank  J  y  public  for  pri- 
vate Mercies  116,   118. 

T/6r^<i/»;«^jandPromifes 
81. 

Thunder  and  Storm  29, 
135,  136,  148. 

*rimej  evil  11,  12. 

Tongue  governed  34,  39. 

7'rial  of  our  Graces  by 
Affliftions  66,  125,  of 
our  Hearts  26,  139. 

Tr;«m//&forSalvationi8. 
and  Safety  of  the 
Church  in  national 
Defolations  46.  at  the 
laftDay  149. 

Tru/t  in  the  Creatures 
vain  62,  146. 

Truthf  GraceandProtec* 
tion  57,  145,  146. 

V 
rrANITTofMrnzs 

^  mortal  39,  89,  144. 
of  Life  and  Riches  49. 

Vengeance  and  Compaf- 
fion  68.  againft  the 
Enemies  of  the  Church 
76,  149. 

^r^or^hopedand  prayed 
for  20.  over  Tempta- 
tions 6,  18,  144.  over 
temporal  Enemies  18. 
and  Deliverance  from 
Perfecution    53. 

L/«^^//\?/piinifhed  95. 

Voivs  paid  in  Church 
116.  of  Holinefs  119, 
15/A  Part, 

W 


INDEX. 


W 

TT/^AiriNG  forPar- 

'^  don  and  Direc- 
tion »5.  for  Anfvi  er  to 
Prayer  85,143,  130. 

War,  Prayer  in  Time  of 
it  »o.  Difappointments 
therein  60.  Viftory  18. 
Spiritual  18,  144. 

Warnings  of  G  od  to  his 
People  fi. 

WaUkfulnefs  19,  I4I. 
over  the  Tongue  39. 

Weather  65,  107,  135, 
147,  148. 

Wicked,  fee  Sinner,  Saint. 

Wtckednefs  of  Man   14, 

Wind,  fee  Providence, 
Scafon,  Storm. 

^iw^^r  and  Summer  147. 

Wifdom  and  Equity  of 
Providence  9.  of  God 
in  his  Works  iii. 

Wordai  God,  fee  Scrip- 
ture. 


Worh  of  Creation  and 
Providence  104,  147, 
148.  and  Grace  19, 
33.  Ill,  135,  136 
good  profit  Men,  not 
God  16. 

World's  Hatred,  and 
Saints  Patience  37. 

Worjhip  and  Order  of 
theGofpel48.  DeHght 
in  it  84.  with  Reve- 
rence 09,  99.  Daily  55, 
134,  133.  141-  in  a  Fa- 
mily 133  Public  63,  84, 
122, 131.  Abfence  from 
it  42,  63. 

Wrath  and  Mercy  from 
the  Judgment-leat  9. 
fee  more  in  God,  Pit-> 
nijbmenty  Sa^viour,  Ven- 
geance. 

7i 
^EAL  and  Prudence 
^  39.    Zion,   its  Citi- 
zens, fee  Cbwib* 


The  End  of  the  Table  of  Conteatt, 


A  TABLE 


A 

TABLE 

To  find  out   any  Pfalm,    or  Part  of  a 
Pjalm,    by    the  firft  Line   of  it. 

A  ?a^e 

ALL  ye  that  love  the  Lord  rejoice  179 

■**'    Aimigkty  Ruler  of  the  Skies  15 

Amidii  thy  Wrath  remember  Love  70 

Among  th'  Airembiies  of  the  Great  164. 

Among  the  Princes  eai  thly  Gods  151 

And  will  the  God  of  Grace  145 

Are  ail  ihe  Foes  of  Zion  Fools  99 

Are  Sinners  now  To  fenfelefs  grown  24 

Arife,   my  gracious  GOD  23 

Awake,  ye  baints,  to  praife  your  King  450 


B 


B 


EHOLD  the  lofty  Sky  3+, 

Behold  the  Love,  the  generous  Love  64 

Behold  the  Morning  Sun  35 

Behold  the  lure  Foundation  Stone  113 

BehuTd  thy  waiting  Servant,  Lord  224 

Blefs,  O  my  Soul,  the  living  GOD  «8z 

Bleft  a:  e  the  Sens  ot  Fea-ce  247 

Bieft  are  the  Souis  that  hear  and  know  j  54 

Bleft  are  the  undefil'd  in  Heart  216 

Bleft  is  the  Man,  for  ever  bleft  5S 

Bleft  is  the  Man  whofe  Bowels  move  76 

Bleft  is  the  Man  who  ftiiins  the  Place  x 

Bleft  is  ihcJ^Jation  where  the  Lord  58 


C 


A    T  A  E  L  E. 

C  Pag^ 

CHiMren  in  Years  and  Knowledge  ycung  6t 

Come,  Children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord  6% 

Come,  let  our  Voices  join  to  raife  ryo 

Corae,  found  his  Praife  abroad  169 

Confider  all  my  Sorrows,  Lord  ^27 

D 

DAVID  rejoi-c'd  in  GOD,  his  Strength  40 

Deep  in  our  Hearts  let  us  record  123 

E 

EARLY,  my  GOD,  without  Delay  zoj 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  GOD  176 


■p  A  R  as  thy  Name  is  known  85 

*^    Father,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  Hand  430 

Father,  i  fing  tl>y  wond'rous  Giace  122 

Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they  238 

Firm  was  my  Health,  my  Day  was  bright  52 

Fools  in  their  Heart  believe  and  fay  23 

For  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord  264 

For  ever  (hall  my  Song  record  i^a 

From  Age  to  Age  exalt  his  Name  ap4 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  Skies  211 

From  deep  Diilrefe  and  troubled  Thoughts  243 


r^  rVE  Thanks  to  God  :  He  reigns  above 
^^'  Give  Thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  Name 


193 

Give  Thanks  to  God  mcft  h  gh      -  25* 

Give  Thanks  to  God  the  fov'reign  Lord  25* 

Give  to  our  God  iramortal  Praife  354 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  oi  Fame  51 


A    TABLE. 

Pag* 

God  in  his  earthly  Temple  lays  151 

God  is  the  Refuge  of  his  Saints  St 

God,  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope  119 

Ged  of  eternal  Love  19  j 

God  of  my  Childhood  and  my  Youth  1  x6 

God  of  my  Life  look  gently  down  jt 

God  of  my  Mercy  and  my  Praife  99 

God  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  King  114 

Great  God,  attend  while  &ion  fings  146 

Great  God,  how  oft  did  Ifr^tl  prove  141 

Great  God,  indulge  my  homble Claim  108 
Gr€at  God,  the  Heav'ns  well  ordered  Frame    37 

Great  God,  whofe  univerfal  Sway  1x7 

Great  is  the  Lord  exalted  high  «49 

Great  is  the  Lord,  his  Works  of  Might  %o% 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  8 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifr'el  i4» 

H 

IT  A  D  not  the  Lord  may  Ifr'el  fay  ajS 

-■^  Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord  ao4 

Happy  the  City  where  their  Sons  a65 

Happy  the  Man  to  whom  his  God  55 

Happy  the  Man  whofe  cautious  Feet  3 

Hear  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  Face  179 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  Vifion  faid  155 

Help,  Lord,  for  Men  of  Virtue  fail  ai 
He  reigns }  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigni        17* 

He  that  hath  made  his  Refuge  God  i4i 

How  awful  is  thy  chaft'ning  Rod  137 

How  did  my  Heart  rejoice  to  hear  134 

How  fall  their  Guilt  and  Sorrows  rife  «< 

How  long,  O  Lord,  fliall  I  complain  »x 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  Face  ihid. 

How  pleafant,  how  divinely  fair  146 

How  pleafaiit  "'tis  to  fee  «47 

How  pleased  and  blefs'd  was  I  «5J 

How  fhall  the  young  fecure  their  Hcarti  %  1 8 


A    TABLE. 

JEHOV  AHvt\gn%\  He  dwells  in  Light  165 

Jefus,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  Throne  aai 

Jefu!  fiiall  reign  where'er  the  Sun  ?47 

If  God  fucceed  not  all  the  Coft  240 

If  God  to  build  the  Houfedeny  ihid, 

I  Jift  my  Soul  to  God  47 

I'll  biefs  the  Lord  frc-m  Day  to  Day  6i 

I'll  praife  my  M^nker  with  my  Breath  a6§ 

I'll  fpeak  the  Honoiar  of  itny  King  80 

I  Ipve  the  Lord  s    he  heard  my  Cries  aio 

Ja  2ll  my  vaft  Corxcrns  with  Tf^ec  359 

Jn  Anger,  Lord,  r^ukewke  not  u> 

fa  God's  own  Hoofe  f>fonouiK:e  hh  ^rtAft  *8o 

h\  Judahf  God  of  old  was  known  135 

into  thine  Hand,  O  God  of  Truth  53 

h>y  to  the  World  j  the  Lord  fs  ccrnw  I75 

I  fet  the  Lord  before  my  Faoe  »l 

Is  theje  Ambition  in  my  Heart  244 

Jt  is  the  Loid  our  Saviour's  Hand  jSl 

Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  Ways  4^ 

Judges  who  rule  the  World  by  Laws  J04, 

Juft  are  thy  Ways,  and  true  riiy  Word  3a 

J  waited  patient  for  the  Lord  j^ 

I  will  extol  Thee,  Lord,  on  high  j* 


r  E  T  all  the  Earth  their  Voices  ra-ife  17  a 

*-'  Let  all  the  Heathen  Writers  join  a»j 

Let  Children  hear  the  mighty  Deeds  13B 

Let  every  Creature  join  477 

Let  every  Tongue  thy  Goodnefs  fpeak  %6f 

Let  God  arife  in  all  his  Might  liy 

htt  Sinners  take  their  Courfe  loi 

Let  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice  S3 

Let  Sion  and  her  Sons  rejoice  i?i 

Long  as  I  live  I'll  blefs  thy  Name  a66 

Lord,  haft  thou  caft  the  Nation  off  105 

Lord, 


ABLE. 


Pas 


Lord,  I  am  thine:  But  thou  wik  prove 

Lord,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  Sin  , 

Lord,  I  can  fuffer  thy  Rebukes  i 

Lord,  I  efteem  thy  Judgments  right  a* 

i'^™'  }i  ^^^^^  Eyes  furvey  our  Fa«ks  i6( 

Lord,  if  thou  doll  not  foon  appear  a 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  Word  my  Choice  a* 
Lord,  in  the  Morning  thou  (halt  hear 

Lord,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  rny  Days  6i 

Lord,  I  would  fpi  ead  my  fore  Diftrcfs  9 

Lord  of  the  World*  above  14 

Lord,  thou  haft  caird  thy  Grace  to  Mind  45 

Lord,  thou  baft  heard  thy  Sc,  vantcry  aif' 

Lord,  thou  haft  frarch'd  and  feen  me  thro'  456 

Lord,  (hou  haft  feen  my  Soul  finccre  31 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  9 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleafant  Thing  to  ftand  165 

Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  Works  of  old  79 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  Piece  151 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtlefs  Wretch  was  T  130 

Lord,  what  was  Man  when  made  at  fiift  216 

Lord,  what  is  Man,  poor  feeble  Man  264, 

Lord,  when  1  count  thy  Mercies  o*er  a6i 

Lord,  when  thou  didft  afcen.-l  on  high  118 

Loud  Halleluiahs  to  the  Lord  *75 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  Corner-ftonc  ai5 

Lo,  what  an  entertaining  Sight  24.6 

M 

Vj  A  K  E  R  and  fovereign  Lord  4 

Mercy  and  Judgment  are  my  Song  178 

Mine  Eyes  and  my  Dcfire  48 

My  God,  accept  my  early  Vows  261 

My  God,  confidcr  my  Diltrefs  «a5 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  Fears  7 

My  God;  in  whom  are  all  the  Springs  103 

My  God,  my  evei:laftlng  Hope  it^ 

My  God,  my  King,  tiiy  various  Praife  265 

M^vGod,  permit  my  Toii^ue  109 

My 


A    T  A  B  L  E. 

foge 

ly  God,  the  Steps  of  pious  Men  69 

!•' God,  what  inward  Grief  I  teei  45S 

\\/  Heart  rejoices  in  thy  Name  54 

Ay  never  ceafing  Songs  ftiall  fhow  153 

Ay  Refuge  is  the  God  of  Love  18 

Ay  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  »ii 

Ay  Saviour  and  my  King  80 

/\y  Saviour,  my  Ahnighty  Friend  125 

Ay  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  43 

•^ly  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  Need  44 

Vly  Soul,  how  lovely  is  the  Place  147 

My  Soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  Duft  4^9 

Vly  Soul  repeat  his  Praife  185 

My  Soul  thy  great  Creator  praife  i  S6 

Vly  Spirit  looks  to  God  alone  X06 

My  Spirit  finks  wi. bin  me,  Lord  77 

\Ay  Truft  is  in  my  heav'nly  Friend  iz 

N 

"KT  O  Sleep  nor  Slumber  to  bis  Eyes  24$ 
■•■^   Not  to  our  Name,  thou  only  juft  &  true    208 

Not  to  ourfeives  who  are  but  Duft  407 

Now  be  my  Heart  infpir'd  to  Sing  84 

Now  from  the  roafing  !  ion's  R''g5  4a 

Now  I'm  convinc'd  the  Lord  is  kind  iz8 

Now  let  o.,r  Lips  with  holy  F^ar  lai 

Now  let  our  mournful  Songs  record  4* 

Now  may  the  God  of  Pow'r  and  Grare  %% 

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O  Briiain^  praife  thy  mighty  God  47I 

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O  ror  a  bh®ut  jof  iacred  Joy  '84 

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O  God  nay  Refuge,  hear  my  Cries  loo 

O  God  of  Grace  and  Righteonfnefs  8 

O  God  of  Mercy,  hear  my  Call  $9 

O  Cod  to  whom  Revenge  belongs  l6|r 

O  happy  Man,  whofc  Soul  is  fiird  244 

O  happy  Nation,  where  the  Lord  59 

O  how  I  love  thy  holy  Law  azo 

O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  Foes  8 

©  Lord,  our  heav'niy  King 
O  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  wondVows  great 
O  I  hat  the  Lord  weak!  guide  my  Ways 
O  that  thy  Statutes  ev^y  Hour 
O  thou  tb:^t  hear'ft  vshen  SinosTS  cry 
O  thca  whofe  Grace  and  Juttice  rckgni 
O  ll-jou  wjjofe  Jultice  reign*  on  liigh 
Our  God,  our  Help  in  Ag'-s  nalt 
0\ii  of  the  Deepji  of  long  Diftrefs 
O  what  a  ftiff  rebeiJious  Houfe 


p  R  A  T  S  E  watts  :n  Sioyj,  Lord,  for  thee  J13 

*      Prai/e  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  Name  148 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  nny  Heart  fhall join  a68 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raife  270 

Preferve  me.  Lord,  in  Time  of  Need  26 

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^^    Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  State  156 

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Save  me,  O  Lord,  from  ev'ry  Fee  27 

Se<  what  a  living  Stone  aH 

Stitw-Pity,  Loid;  O  Lord,  forgive  9S 

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i  hine  mighty  God,  on -Br/'/^V-^  fhine  116 

■ing  all  ye  Nations  to  the  Lard  H5 

I  ing  to  the  Lord  aloud  14*5 

Jing  to  the  Lord  yeho'<vah''s  Name  r&9 

;ing  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  Voice  177 

5ingto  theLord,  ye  diilant  Land*  17I 

Jongs  of  immortal  Praife  belong  2$r 

Icon  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay  50 

'ure  there's  a  righteous  God  131 

.weet  is  the  MemVy  of  thy  Gracs  2=67 

>weet  is  the  Work,  my  God,  my  King  284 


T*  E  A  C  H  me  the  Meafare  of  my  Days  7* 

■■'     Th'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high  173 

rhat  Man  is  bleft  who  Hands  in  Awe  405 

rhe  Earth  forever  is  the  Lord's  4.5 

Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  Strength  3® 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns  175 

rhe  God  of  Glory  fends  his  Summons  forth  93 

The  God  of  our  Salvation  hears  11 1 

The  Heav'ns  declare  thy  Glory,  Lord  3<5 

The  King  of  Saints,  how  fair  his  Face  ^ 

The  King,  O  Lord,  with  Songs  of  Praife  39 

The  Lord  appears  my  Helper  now  2i« 

The  Lord,  how  wondVous  are  his  Ways  183 

The  Lord  Jebo*vab  reigns  161$ 

The  Lord  is  come :  The  Heav'ns  proclaim  173 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is  45 

The  Lord  of  Glory  is  my  Light  |o 
The  Lord  of  Glory  reigns  j  he  reigns  on  high  i6€ 

The  Lord  the  Judge  before  his  T4irone  83 

The  Lord  the  Judge  his  Churches  warns  «• 

The  Lord,  the  fov'reign  King  lis 
The  Lord  the  Sovereign  itnds  his  Summons 

forth  91 

The  Man  it  ever  bleft  % 

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Pagi 
The  Praife  of  Sion  waits  for  Thee  uo 

The  Wonders,  Lord,  thy  Love  has  wrought    74. 
Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  Man 
This  IS  the  Day  the  Lord  hath  made 
The  fpacious  Earth  is  all  the  Lord's 
Thou  art  my  Portion,  O  my  God 
Thou  God  ot  Love,  thou  ever  bleft 
Through  evYy  Age  eternal  God 
Tilt  ice  happy  Man,  who  fears  the  Lord 
Thus  I  refolv'd  befor  e  the  Lord 
Thus  faith  the  Lord,  the  fpacious  Fields 
Thus  faith  the  Lord  your  Work  in  vain 
Thus  the  eternLil  Father  fpake 
•  Thus  the  great  Lord  of  Earth  and  Sea 
Thy  Mercies  fill  the  Earth,  O  Lord 
Thy  Name,  AhnightyLord 
Thy  Works  of  Glory,  mighty  Lord 
'Ti's  by  thy  Strengtli  the  Mountains  (land 
To  God  I  made  my  Sorrows  known 
To  God  the  Great ;  the  ever  bleft 
To  Heav'n  I  lift  my  waiting  Eyes 
To  our  Almighty  Maker,  GOD 
To  thee,  before  the  dawning  Light 
To  thee,  moft  holy,  and  moft  high 
To  thine  almighty  Arm  we  owe 
'Twas  for  my  Sake,  eternal  God 
*Twas  from  thy  Hand,  my  God  I  came 
*Twas  in  the  Watches  of  the  Night 
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A  IN  Man  ©n  foolifh  Pleafure*  bent 
Unfhaken  as  the  facred  Hill 
Up  from  my  Youth,  may  //rV/fay 
Up  to  the  Hills  I  lift  mine  Eyei 
Upward  I  lift  mine  Eyes 

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Pagf 

What  fliall  I  render  to  my  God  aio 

When  Chnlt  to  Judgment  (haii  defcend  90 

When  God  is  nigh  my  Faith  is  ftrong  27 

When  God  provokM  with  faring  Crimes  I08 

Wheu  God  reltor'd  our  captive  btate  a^g 

When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  Name  239 

When  //rV/,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  Hand  207 

When  Ifrel  fins  the  Lord  reproves  I4.0 

When  I  with  pleafing  Wonder  ftand  266 

When  Man  grows  bold  in  Sin  65 

When  overwhelm'd  with  Grief  I06 

When  Pain  and  Anguiih  fe  ze  me,  Lord  229 

When  the  great  Judge  fupreme  and  juft  17 

Where  (hall  the  Man  be  found  ^% 

Where  fhall  we  go  to  feek  and  find  j^^ 

While  I  keep  Silence,  and  conceal  <;6 

While  Men  grow  bold  in  wicked  Ways  65 

Who  dial!  afcend  thy  heav'niy  Place   '  25 

Who  (hall  inhabit  in  thy  Hill  24, 

Who  will  arife  and  plead  my  Right  168 

Why  did  the  Jenvs  proclaim  their  Rage  6 

Why  did  the  Nations  join  to  flay  r 

Why  do  the  Proud  infult  the  Poor  88 

Why  do  the  wealthy  Wicked  boait  69 

Why  doth  the  Lord  (land  off  fo  far  18 

Why  doth  the  Man  of  Riches  grow  85 

Why  has  my  Godi  my  Soul  fcrfock  ^o 

Why  (hould  I  vex  my  Soul  and  fret  67 

Will  God  for  ever  caft  w  off  1^2 

With  all  my  Pov^'ers  of  Heart  and  Tongue  255 

With  earneft  Longings  of  the  Mind  76 

With  my  whole  Heart  I'll  raife  my  Song  16 

With  my  whole  Heart  I've  fought  thy  Face  126 

With  Rev'rence  let  the  Saints  appear  i^^ 

With  Songs  and  Honours  founding  loud  212 

Would  you  behold  the  Worlds  of  God  jjg 

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Y  E  ^'Oly  Souls,  in  God  rejoice  58 

"*"      Ye  Iflands  of  the  Northern  Sea  174. 

Ye  Nations  round  the  Earth  lejoice  176 

Ye  Servants  of  jth'  Ahnighty  King  206 

Ye  Sons  of  Men,  a  feeble  Race  163 

Ye  Sons  of  Pr'de,  that  hate  the  Juft  87 

Ye  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord  105 

Ye  that  obey  th'  immortal  King  248 

Ye  Tribes  oi  Adam  join  275 

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THE 

PREFACE. 


WHILE  we  fing  the  Praires  of  our  God 
in  his  Church,  we  are  emp'ioved  in  that 
Part  of  Worfhip  which  of  all  oi^hers  is  the  neareft 
a-kin  to  Heaven  ;  and  'tis  Pity  that  this,  of  all 
others,  ihould  be  performed  the  woift  upon. 
Earth.  The  Gofpel  brings  us  nearer  to  the 
heavenly  State  than  all  the  former  Difpenfatidfts 
©f  God  amongft  Men  :  And  is  the  laft  Days  of 
the  Gofpel  we  are  browght  alrnoft  within  Sight 
of  the  Kingdom  of  our  Lord  5  yet  we  are  very 
much  unacquainted  with  the  Songs  ot"  the  Neio 
yerufalem,  and  \3npra€lifed  in  the  Work  of 
Praife.  To  fee  the  dull  Indifference,  the  negli- 
gent and  the  thoughtlefs  Air,  that  fits  upon  the 
Faces  of  a  whole  Affembjy,  while  the  Pfalm  is  on 
their  Lips,  might  tempt  even  a. '  charitable  Ob- 
ferver  to  fufpeft  the  Fervency  of  inward  Reli- 
gion 5  and  'tis  much  to  be  feared,  that  tlie  Minds 
of  moll  of  the  VVorfhippers  are  abfent  or  uncon- 
cerned. Perhaps  the  Modes  of  Preaching  in  the 
beft  Churches  ftill  want  lomt  Degrees  of  Refor- 
mation 5  nor  are  the  Methods  of  Prayer  fo  pe.^- 
fcfl-,  as  to  ftand  in  Need  of  no  CorredLion  or 
Improvement:  But  of  all  ovir  Religious  Solem- 
nities, 'Pfalmo^y  is  the  moft  unhappily  managed  : 
That  very  Action  which  fhouid  elevate  us  to  the 
rooft;  delightful  and  divine  Senfations,  doth  not 
only  fiat  our  Devotion,  but ''too  often  awakens 
our  Regret,  and  touches  ail  the  Springs  of  Unea- 
fmefs  within  us. 

A  a  I 


iv  The   PREFACE. 

I  have  been  long  convinced,  that  one  great 
Occafion   of     this  Evil  arifes  from   the    Matter 
and  Words  to  which  we  confine  all  our  Songs. 
Some  of    them  are  almoft  oppofite  to  tbe  Spi- 
rit of  the  Gofpel  -.    Many   of  them  foreign   tc 
the  State  of  the  New  Teftament,    and  widely 
different   from    the    prefent  ,Circum{binces    ot 
Chriltians.     Kence  it  comes  to  pafs,  that  when 
fpiiitual  AffeiSlions  are  excited  in  us,  and  oui 
"Souls  are  raifed  a  little  above  this  Earth  in  the 
Beginning  of  a  Pfalm,  we  are  checked,  on  a  fud- 
den,  in  our  Afcent  to  Heaven,  by  fome  Expref- 
lions  that  are  more  fuited  to  the  Days  of  Car/ia. 
Oralinancesy  and  fit  only  to  be  fung  in  the  Worldly 
Slf.niiuary.     When  we  are  juft  entering  into  an 
Evangelical  Frame,  by  feme  of  the  Glories  of  the 
Gofpel    prefented   in   the   brighteft  Figures    of 
Judaifm,  yet  the  very  next  Line,  perhaps,  which 
the  Clerk  parcels  out  unto  us,  hath  fomething  in 
it  fo  extremely  Jenjo'ijh  and  cloudy,  that  darkens 
our  Sight  of  God  the  Saviour.     Thus  by  keep- 
ing too  clofe  to  Da<v:d\n  the  Houfe  of  God,  the 
Vail  of  Mofes  is  thrown  over  our  Hearts.     While 
we  are  kindling  into  Divine  Love  by  the  Medita- 
tions of  the  Icving  K'mdntfs  of  God,  and  the  Mul-\ 
titude  of  his  tender  Mercits,  within  a  few  Verfes 
fome  dreadful  Curfe  againfl  Men  is  propofed  tc 
our  Lips  ;  That  God  ivould  add  Iniquity  unto  their 
Iniquity y  nor  let  them   come  into  his  KigJteoufnffSi 
hut  blot  them  out  of  the  Book  of  the  Li--ving,  Pialra 
Ixix.    26,    2.7,    a8,     which  is    contrary    to  the 
New  Commandment  of  loving  our  Enemies;  and 
cren  under  the  Old  Teftament  is  befl  accounted 
forj  by  referring  it  to  the  Spirit  of  Prephetick 
Vengeance.     Some  Sentences  of  the  Pfalmifly  that 
are  expreilive  of  the  Temper  of  our  own  Heart?, 
and  the  Circumftances  of  our  Lives,  may  com- 
pofe  our  Spirits  to  Serioufnefs,  and  aHure  i»s  to 


rhe   P  R  E  F  A  C  E.  v 

a  fweet  Retirement  within  ourfelves  j  but  we 
meet  with  the  following  Line,  which  fo  peculi- 
arly belongs  but  to  one  Action  or  Hour  of  the  Life 
of^Da'vid  or  of  Jfafb,  that  breaks  off  our  Song 
in  the  Mi  ift;  our  Confciences  are  affrighted,  kit 
we  (hould  fpeak  a  Falfhood  unto  God  :  Thus  the 
Powers  of  oar  Souls  are  fliocked  on  a  fudden,  and 
our  Spirits  rufRcd,  before  we  have  Time  to  re- 
fled:  that  this  may  be  {"wv^g  only  as  a  Hiftory  of 
ancient  Saints :  And,  perhaps,  in  fome  Inftances 
that  Sa/vo  is  hardly  fufficient  neither.  Befides, 
it  aimed  always  fpoiis  tlie  Devotion,  by  breaking- 
the  uniform  Thread  of  it.  For  while  our  Lips 
and  our  Heaits  riin  on  fweetly  together,  applying 
the  Vv  ords  to  our  own  Cafe,  there  is  Something 
of  Di'.  ine  Delight  in  it  -.  But  at  once  we  v^re  forced 
to  turn  off  the  Application  abruptly,  and  our 
Lips  fpeak  nothing  but  the  Heart  of  Danjid. 
Thus  our  own  Heaits  are,  as  it  w^ere,  forbid  the 
Purfuit  of  the  Song,  and  then  the  Harmony  and' 
the  Worfhip  grow  dull  of  meer  Neceiiity. 

Many  Minifteis,  and  m.any  private  Chiiftians, 
kave  long  groaned  under  this  Inconvenience,  and 
have  wiflied  raiher  than  att  mptid  a  Reforma- 
tioR  :  At  their  importunate  and  repeated  Re- 
quefts,  I  have  for  fome  Years  pr.it  devoted  many 
Hours  ofLeifure  to  this  Service.  Far  be  it  Irotri 
my  Thoughts  to  lay  afide  the  Book  of  Pfalms  inc 
public  Worflrip  ;  few  can  pretend  fo  great  a  Va- 
lue for  them  as  myfelf :  It  is  the  moft  Artful,  moll 
Devotional  and  Divine  Corie6i:ion  of  Poefy  ;  and 
nothing  can  be  fuppofed  more  proper  to'raife  a 
pious  Soul  to  Heaven,  than  fome  Parts  of  that 
Book;  never  was  a  Piece  of  experimental  Divi^ 
nity  fo  nobly  written,  and  fo  juftly  reverenced 
and  admired  :  But  it  muft  be  acknowledged  ftill, 
that  there  are  a  thoufand  Lines  in  it  which  were 
not  made  for  a  Church  in  oar  Days,  to  afliime 
A3  as 


▼i  rhe   PREFACE. 

a&  its  own  :  There  are  alfo  many  Deficiencies  of 
Light  and  Glory,  which  oirr  Lord  Jffus  and  his 
ApolUes  have  (upplied  in  the  Writings  of  the 
New  Teftanfient ;  and  with  this  Advantage  I  have 
compofed  tbeic  Spiritual  Songs,  which  are  now 
prel'enfed  (othe  World.  Nor  is  the  Attempt  vain- 
gloricus  or  prefuming  ;  for  in  refne^l  of  clear 
Evangelical  Knowledge,  The  leaji  in  the  K'tnvdom 
of  Hea-vcn  is  greater  ikan  aii  the  Jeixijb  Profheis^i 
Matt.  xi.  II. 

Now  iiet  me  give  a  fliort  Account  of  the  follow-/ 
ing  Compofures. 

The  greatell  Part  of  (hem  are  fuited  to  thC: 
general  State  of  the  Gofpel,  and  the  moll  com- 
mon Aifr.irs  of  Ch:ifti?.ns -.  I  hope  there  will  be 
very  few  found  hut  what  may  properly  be  ufed- 
in  a  religious  AfTembly,  and  not  one  of  them 
but  may  well  be  adapted  to  fome  Seafons,  either 
ol"  private  or  of  public  Worfhip.  The  mofl  fre-' 
quent  Tempers  and  Changes  of  our  Spirit,  and 
Conditions  of  our  Life,  are  here  copied,  and  the; 
Breathings  of  our  Piety  expreflcd  according  to 
the  Varietj^  of  our  Faflions  ;  our  Love,  our  Fear, 
our  Hope,  our  Defire,  our  Sorrow,  our  Wonder, 
find  our  Joy,  as  they  are  refined  into  Devotion, 
and  3(51  u!uier  the  Influence  and  Condudl  of  th^ 
Blefled  Spirit  j  sll  converfing  with  God  the  Fa-  ; 
ther,  by  the  new  and  living  Wny  of  Accefs  to  the-  ■ 
Ihrone,  even  the  Perfon  and. Mediation  of  our  • 
Lord  Jf/ns  Qhriji.  To  him  alfo,  even  to  the  Lamb 
that  n.L-asJlainy  and  noiv  li<ves,  I  have  addreifed  ma- . 
ny  a  Song  -,  for  thus  doth  the  Holy  Scripture  in- 
ftru6^  and  teach  us  to  worfliip,  in  the  various 
fhort  Patterns  of  Chiillian  Pfalmody  defcribed  in 
the  Revelations.  I  have  avoided  the  more  ob- 
fcure  and  controvtited  Points  of  Chriftianity, 
that  we  ni'gltt  all  obey  tl'ic  Piied^ion  of  the  Wot d 
gf  God  J  and^7ig  his  FraiJ'esiiiih  Undirfiandingy 

Pfalm 


The   PREFACE,  vi 

Pralm  xivii.  7.  The  Contentions  and  di/linguifli- 
ing  Words  of  Sects  and  Parties  are  fecluded,  that 
whole  Aflemblies  might  affift  at  the  Harmony, 
and  difierent  Churches  join  in  the  fame  Worlhip, 
without  Offence. 

If  any  Ejspreflions  occur  to  the  Reader  that  fa- 
vour of  an  Opinion  diiferent  from  his  own,  yet 
ht  may  obferve  thefe  are  generally  fuch  as  are 
capable  of  an  extenfive  Senfe,  and  may  be  ufed 
with  a  charitable  Latitude.  I  think  it  is  moft 
agreeable,  that  what  is  provided  for  public  Sing- 
ing, fhouJd  give  to  fmcere  Confciences  as  little 
Di'fturbance  as  polTible.  However,  where  any 
unpleafing  Word  is  found,  he  that  leads  the  Wor- 
ftnp,  may  fubftitute  a  better;  for  (blelied  be  God) 
we  are  not  confined  to  the  Words  of  any  Man  in 
eur  public  Solemnities. 

The  whole  Book  is  written  in  four  Sorts  of 
Metre,  and  fitted  t©  the  moft  common  Tunes. 
I  have  feldom  permitted  a  Stop  in  the  Middle  of 
a  Line,  and  feldom  left  the  End  of  a  Line  without 
one,  to  comport  a  little  with  the  uahappy  Mix- 
ture of  Reading  and  Singing,  which  cannot  pre- 
fcntly  be  reformed.  The  Metaphors  are  gene- 
rally funk  to  the  Level  of  vulgar  Capacities.  I 
^ave  aimed  at  Eafe  of  Numbers,  and  Smoothnefs 
©f  Sound,  and  endeavoured  to  make  the  Senfe 
plain  and  obvious.  If  the  Verfe  appears  fo  gentle 
and  flowing  as  to  incur  theCenfure  of  Feeblenefs, 
1  may^honeftly  affirm,  that  fometimes  it  coft  me 
Labour  to  make  it  fo  :  Some  of  the  Beauties  of 
Poefy  are  neglefted,  and  fome  wilfully  defaced  : 
I  have  thrown  out  the  Lines  that  were  too  fono- 
rous,  and  have  given  an  Allay  to  the  Verfe,  left 
a  more  exalted  Turn  of  Thought  or  Language, 
(bould  darken  or  difturb  the  Devotion  of  the 
weakel^  Souls.  But  hence  it  comes  to  pafs,  that 
I  have  been  forced  to  lay  afide  many  Hymns  after 
A  4,  they 


VI II 


The   P  R  E  F  A  C  E.  } 


they  were  finifhed,  and  utterly  eTccliide  them 
from  this  Volume,  becaiife  of  the  bolder  Figures 
of  Speech  that  crouded  thcmfelvts  into  the  Vcrfc, 
and  amoreunconfined  Variety  of  Number,  which 
I  could  not  eafily  rtllrain. 

Thefe,  with  many  other  Divine  and  Moral 
Compofures,  are  now  printed  in  a  fecond  Edition 
of  the  Poems,  intituled,  Hora  Lyriae ,  for  as  in 
that  Book  1  have  endeavoured  to  pleafe  and  profit 
the  politer  Part  of  Mankind,  without  offending 
the  plainer  Sort  of  Chriitians,  fo  in  this  it  has 
been  my  Labour  to  p;  omote  the  pious  Entertain- 
ment of  Souls  truly  ferious,  even  of  the  meanelt 
Capacity,  and  at  the  fame  Time  (it  pofTible)  not 
to  give  Difguft  to  Perfons  of  richer  Senl'e,  and 
Ricer  Education  ;  and  I  hope,  in  the  prefent  Vo- 
iiirae,  this  End  will  app«ar  ta  be  purfued  with 
much  greater  Happinefs  than  in  the  fiifl  Impref- 
lion  of  it,  though  the  World  afliires  me  the  for- 
mer has  not  much  Keafon  to  complain. 

The  whole  is  divided  into  three  Books. 

In  the  Firji,  I  have  borrowed  the  Senfe,  and 
much  of  the  Form  of  the  Song,  from  fome  pari 
ticular  Portions  of  Scripture,  and  have  para- 
phrafed  moil  of  the  Doxologies  in  the  New 
Teftament  that  contain  any  1  hing  in  them  pe- 
culiarly Evangelical  J  and  many  Parts  of  theOlci 
Tettament  alio,  that  have  a  J^eference  to  tke 
Times  of  the  MeJJiah.  In  thefe  I  expert  to  be 
often  cenfured  for  a  too  religious  Obfervance  of 
the  Words  of  Scripture,  whereby  the  Vei  fe  is 
weakened  and  debafed,  according  to  the  Judg- 
ment of  the  Criticks:  But  as  my  whole  Defigii 
vvas  to  aid  the  Devotion  of  Chriliians,  fo  more 
efpecially  in  this  Fait :  And  I  am  Tatisfied  I  fhali 
hereby  attain  two  Ends,  'v'tz.  aii'ilt  the  Worfhip 
of  all  ierious  Minds,  to  whom  the  ExprefTions  of 
Scripture  are  ever  dit^v  and  delightful,  and  grai 

tify 


Tie   P  R  E  F  A  C  E.  ix 

tify  the  Tafte  and  Inclination  of  thofe,  who  think 
nothing  muft  be  fung  unto  God  bur  the  Tranfla- 
tions  of  his  own  Word.  Yet  you  will  always  find 
in  this  Paraphrafe,  dark,  Expreflions  enlighten- 
ed, and  the  Levitical  Ceremonies,  and  Hebrew 
Forms  of  Speech,  changed  into  the  Worfhip  of 
the  Gofpel,  and  explained  in  the  Language  of 
our  Time  and  Nation  j  and  what  would  not  bear 
fuch  an  Alteration,  is  omitted,  and  laid  afide. 
After  this  Manner  fhould  I  rejoice  to  fee  a  good 
Part  of  the  Book  of  Pfa/ms  fitted  fw  the  Uie  ot 
our  Churches,  and  Da^-z^/ converted  into  a  Chri- 
Ifian  :  But  becaufe  I  cannot  perfuade  others  to 
attempt  this  glorious  Work,  I  have  fuffered  my- 
felf  to  be  perfua.ded  to  begin  it,  and  have,  through 
Divifle  Goodnefsj.  already  proceeded  half  Way 
through. 

The  Second  Part  confiits  of  Hyrans,  wkofe 
Form  is  of  mere  hum"in  Compofuies,  but  I  hope- 
the  Seme  and  Mateiia's  wj]  always  appear  Di- 
vine. I  might  have  brou.dit  fome  Text  or  other, . 
and  applied  it  to  the  Margin  of  every  Verfe,  if 
this  Method  had  been  asufefulas  it  was  eafy.  If 
there-be  any  Poems  in  the  Book  that  are  capable 
of  giving  D^^light  to  Perfons  of  a  more  refined' 
Taite  and  .polite  Educiation,  perhaps  they  may  be 
found  in  this  Part;  but  except  they  lay  s-fnie  the 
Humour  of  Criticifm,  and  enter  into  a  devout 
Frame,  every  ©de  here  already  defpairs  of  plea- 
fing.  I  confers  myfelf  to  kave  been  too  often  ■ 
tempted  away  from  the  more  Spiritu:!  Defigns  I 
propofed,  by  fome  gay  and  fio\very  Expreffions 
that  gratified  the  Fancy  ;  the  bright  Images  too 
often  prevailed  above  the  Fire  of  Divine  Affec- 
tion ;  and  the  Light  exceeded  the  Heat :  Yet  I 
hope,  in  many  of  them  the  Reader  will  find  that 
Devotion  dilated  the  Song,  and  the  Head  and 
Hand  were  nothing  but  Interpreters  and  Secreta- 
A  5  lies. 


X  rhe   P  K  E  F  A  C  E.- 

ries  to  the  Heart:  Nor  is  th«  Magnificence  or 
Boldnefs  of  the  Figures  comparable  to  that  Di- 
vine Licence,  which  is  found  in  the  i8th  and 
68th  Plalms,  feveral  Chapters  of  Job,  and  other 
Poetical  Farts  of  Scripture  :  And  in  this  Refpe^l 
I  may  hope  to  efcape  the  Reproof  of  thofe  whp 
pay  a  facied  Reverence  to  the  Bible. 

I  have  prepared  the  Third  Fart  only  for  the 
Celebration  of  the  Lord's  Supper,  that,  in  Imi- 
tation of  our  Bieffed  Saviour,  v/t  might  fmg  an 
Hymn  after  vi'e  have  partaken  of  the  Bread  and 
Wine.  Here  you  will  find  fome  Paraphrafes  of 
Scripture,  and  fome  other  Compofitions.  There 
are  above  One  Hundred  Hymns  in  the  two  for- 
«ier  Parts,  that  may  very  properly  be  ufed  in  this 
Ordinance,  and  fometimes  perhaps  appear  more 
fuitable  than  any  of  thefe  Valt;  but  there  are  Ex- 
prefiions  generally  ufed  in  thefe,  which  confine 
them  only  to  the  Table  of  the  Lord,  and  there- 
fore I  have  diftinguiihed  and  fet  them  by  them- 
felves. 

If  the  LORD,  who  inhabits  the  Praifes  of 
Jfraely  ftiall  refufe  to  fmile  upon  this  Attempt 
for  the  Reformation  of  Pfalmody  amongtt  the 
Churches,  yet  I  humbly  hope  that  his  blelTed 
Spirit  will  make  thefe  Compofures  ufeful  to 
private  Chriftians;  and  if  they  may  but  attain 
tbe  Honour  of  being  elteemed  pious  Medita- 
tions, to  aflift  the  devout  and  the  retired  Sowl  in 
the  Exercifes  of  Love,  Faith  and  Joy,  it  will  be 
a  valuable  Compenfation  of  my  Labours  :  My 
Heart  fliall  rejoice  at  the  Notice  of  it,  and  my 
Cod  fhall  receive  the  Glory.  This  was  my  Hope 
and  Vow  in  the  firft  Publication  j  and  it  is  now 
my  Duty  to  acknowledge  to  him,  with  Thankful- 
nefs,  how  ufeful  he  has  made  thefe  Compofitions 
already,  to  the  Comfort  and  Edification  of  Socie- 
ties, and  ofpiivateFcrfons;  And  upon  the  fam^ 

Grounds 


The  P  RET  A  C  E,  xi 

Grounds  I  have  a  better  Profpea:,  and  a  bigger 
Hope  of  much  more  Service  to  the  Church,  by 
the  large  Improvements  of  this  Edition,  if  the 
Lord,  who  dwells  in  Sion,  fliall  favour  it  with  his 
continued  BlefTing. 


A«  To 


[  5cii  ] 

To  THE  Reverend 

Dr.    WATTS, 


ON     HIS 


DIVINE     POEMS, 


SAY,  Smiling  Mufe,  what  heav'nly  Strain 
Forbids  the  Waves  to  roar  j 
Comes  gently  gliding  o'er  the  Main, 

And  charms  cur  liirning  Shore  ! 
What  Angel  ftrikes  the  trembling  Strings  ? 

And  whence  the  golden  Sound  ! 
Or  is  it  Watts— -or  GABRrEL  fings 

From  yon  celeftial  Ground  ? 
'Tis  Thou,  Seraphick  Watts  ;  Thy  Lyre 

JPlays  fott  along  the  Floods  ; 
Thy  Notes,  the  anfw'ring  Hills  infpire, 

And  bend  the  waving  Woods. 
The  Meads,  with  dying  Mufick  fiird. 

Their  fmiling  Honours  fnow, 
While,  whifp'ring  o'er  e?.ch  fragrant  Field, 

The  tuneful  Breezes  b'ow. 
The  Rapture  (bunds  in  ev'ry  Trace, 

E'en  the  rough  Rocks  regale  5 
Frefti  fiow'ry  Joys  flame  o'er  the  Face 

Of  ev  ry  laughing  Vale. 
And  Thou,  my  Soul,,  the  Tranfport  0Tvn> 

Fir'd  with  immortal  Heat ; 
Whllft  dancing  Pulfes  driving  en, 

About  tliy  Body  beat. 


-    [     xiii     ] 

Long  as  the  Sun  fhall  rear  his  Head, 

And  chafe  the  flying  Glooms, 
As  blufhing  from  his  nuptial  Bed 

The  gallant  Bridegroom  comes  : 
Long  as  the  duiky  Ev'ning  flies, 

And  flieds  a  doubtful  Light, 
While  fudden  ruih  along  the  Skies 

The  fable  Shades  of  Night  : 
O  Watts  !  thy  facred  Lays  fo  long 

Shall  ev'ry  Bofom  fire  j 
And  ev'ry  Mufe,  and  ev'ry  Tongue, 

To  fpeak  thy  Praife,  confpire. 
When  thy  fair  Soul  (hall  on  the  Wings 

Of  (houting  Seraphs  rife, 
And  with  fuperior  Sweetnefs  fings 

Amid  thy  native  Skies  ; 
Still  fliall  thy  lofty  Number  flow, 

Melodious  and  Divine  ; 
And  Lhoirs  above,  and  Saints  below, 

A  deathlefs  Chorus  I  join. 
To  our  far  Shores  the  Sound  ftall  roll, 

(So  Philomela  fung) 
And  Eaft  to  Weft,  and  Pole  to  Pole, 
Th'  Eternal  Tune  pi  olong. 


tJeiv- England  J  M.  B  Y  L  E  s, 

Boftonj   March  15, 
3747. 


HYMNS 


[    ^3 

H     Y     M     N     S 

AND 

SPIRITUAL     SONGS. 

B  O  O  K  I. 

Colleiled  from  the  Holy  Scriptures, 

I.  A  Neiv  Song  to  the  Lamb  that  n.vds  fiain^  Rev, 

V.  6,  *r,  8,  9,   lo,  i^' 
1  y-v  E  H  O  L  D  the  Glories  of  the  Lamb 
t-^      Amidft  his  Father's  Throne  j 
\  M  Prepare  new  Honours  for  his  Name, 
And  Songs  before  unknown, 
a  Let  Elders  worfhip  at  his  Feet, 
The  Church  adore  around. 
With  Vials  full  of  Odours  fweet. 
And  Harps  of  fweeter  Sound. 
3  Thofe  are  the  Prayers  of  the  Saints, 
And  thefe  the  Hymns  they  raife  : 
'Jefus  is  kind  to  our  Complaints 
He  loves  to  hear  our  Praife, 
[4.  Eternal  Father,  who  (hall  look 
Into  thy  fecret  Will^ 
Who  but  the  Son  ftiould  take' that  Book, 
And  open  ev'r y  Seal  ? 
^  He  fhall  fulfil  thy  great  Decrees, 
The  Son  deferves  it  well  ; 
Lo,-  in  his  Hand  the  Sovereign  Keys 
Of  Heav'n,  and  Death  and  HeJi.] 

6  Now 


a  HYMNS    and  B.  t. 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flain, 

Be  endlefs  Blefiings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  Gloiy,  Joy  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  Head. 

7  Thou  hall  redeemed  our  Souls  with  Blood, 

Haft  fet  the  Prisoners  free, 
Haft  made  us  Kings  and  Priefts  to  God, 
And  we  ilial]  reign  with  Thee. 

8  The  Worlds  of  Nature  and  of  Grace 

Are  put  beneath  thy  Pow'r  j 
Then  fhorten  thefe  delaying  Days, 
And  bring  the  promisd  Hour. 

II.  The  Deity  and  Humanity  of  Chrift,  John  i.  i, 
3,  i^.  and  Col.  i.  i6.  and.  Eph.  iii.  9,- 10. 

1  F7'ER  the  blue  Heav'ns  were  ftretch'd 
xld  abroad,  = 
From  Everlafting  was  the  Word; 

With  God  he  wasj  the  Word  was  God, 
And  muft  divinely  be  ador'd. 

2  By  his  own  Pow'r  were  all  Things  made  j 
By  him  fupported  all  Things  ftand  j 

He  is  the  whole  Creation's  Head,     . 
And  Angels  fly  at  his  Command. 

3  E'er  Sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  Hoft  of  Morning- Stars  5 
(Thy  Generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  Number  of  thy  Years  ?) 

4  But  lo,  he  leaves  thofe  Heav'nly  Forms,  ; 
The  Word  dtlcends  and  dwells  in  Clay, 
That  he^^may  hold  Cont^rfe.with  Wpims^ 
Dreft  in  fuch  feeble  Fle/h  as  they. 

5  iMorlals  with  Joy  beheld  his-PaCe, 
Th' Eternal  Farher'§  only  Son  ,' 

How  full'of  Truth  !  how  full  of  Grace! 
When  thro'  his  Eyes  the  Godliead  Ihorre  ! 

6  Arch 


B.  I.  Spiritual  S  0  N  G  S, 

6  Arch-Angels  leave  their  high  Abode, 
To  learn  new  Mj'ftVies  here,  and  tell 
The  Loves  of  our  defcendins,  God, 
The  Glories  of  E  M  A  N  U  E  L. 


Ill,  TbeNati'vifjefChn^,  Lukei.  30,  fefr.  Luke 
ii.  10,  (S'c. 

1    "O  E  H  O  L  D,  the  Grace  appears, 
J3     The  Proniire  is  fuifiii'd  J 
Mary  the  WoRd'rous  Virgin  bears, 
And  Jefus  is  the  Child. 
[z  The  Lerd,  theHigheft  God, 
Calls  him  his  only  Son  j 
He  bids  him  rule  the  Lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  Da^vid^i  Throne. 

3  O'er  Jacob  fhall  he  reign 

With  a  peculiar  Sv.ay  ^ 
The  Nations  lliall  his  Grace  obtain, 
His  Kingdom  ne'er  decay,] 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  News, 

A  heav'nly  Form  appears; 
Ke  tells  the  Shepherds  of  their  Joys^ 
And  banifnes  their  Fears. 

5  Go  humble  Sn.vqins,  faid  he. 

To  D3vid\f  City  fiy, 
The  promised  Infant  born  lo  day y 
Doth  in  a  Manger  lis. 

6  With  Looks  and  Hearts  ferene. 

Go  njijit  Chrift  your  King  ; 
And  ftrait  a  flaming  Troop  was  feen  j 
The  Shepherds  heard  him  fmg. 

7  Glory  to  God  on  High, 

And  hea'v'nly  Peace  on  Earthy 
Good  Will  to  Men,  to  Angels  Joy^ 
At  the  Redeemsr^s  Birth. 

rs  la 


4  HT  M  N  S   and  B.  L 

[S  In  Worfliip  {^o  divine 

Let  Saihts  employ  their  Tongues; 
With  the  Cdeltial  Hoft  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  Songs. 
9  Glory  to  God  an  High, 

And  kean/nly  Peace  on  Earth, 
Good  Will  to  Metty  to  Angels  Joy, 
At  our  Redeemer'' i  Birth. '\ 

IV.   Referred  to  the  id  Pfalm. 

V.  SuhmiJJion  to  AffiiSfi've  Frc'vidence,  Job  i.  xi. 

1  "^wl"  A  K  E  D,  as  from  the  Earth  we  came, 
JL^     And  crept  to  Life  at  firft, 

W'e  to  the  Earth  return  <i gain, 
And  mingle  with  our  Duit. 

2  The  dear  Delights  we  here  enjoy. 

And  fondl)'  call  our  own, 
Are  but  fhort  Favours  borro\V'd  New, 
To  be  repaid  Anon. 

3  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  Comforts  high, 

Or  fmks  them  in  the  Grave, 
He  gives,  and  (blefled  be  his  Name) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  FafTions,  then 

Let  each  rebellious  Sigh 
Be  filent  at  his  Sovereign  Will, 
And  ev'ry  Murmur  die. 

5  If  fmiiing  Mercy  crown  cur  Lives, 

Its  Praifes  fhall  be  fpread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  Juftice  too, 
That  Itrikes  our  Comforts  dead. 

VI.  Triufnph  o'vsr  Death,  Job  xix.  35,  46,  17. 
1  f^  R  E  A  T  GOD,  I  own  thy  Sent«nce  juft, 

VJF     And  Nature  muft  decay, 
I  yield  my  Body  to  the  Duft, 
To  dwell  with  Fellow-Ciay. 

a  Yet 


\ 


B.  I.  spiritual  SONGS.  5 

2  Yet  Faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  Graye, 

And  trample  on  the  Tombs : 
t/lYJefus,  my  Redeemer  iives, 
My  God,  my  Saviour  comes. 

3  The  mighty  ConquVor  fhall  appear 

Hieh  on  a  Royal  Seat, 
And  Deal  h,  the'jaft  of  all  his  Foes, 
Lie  vanquifli'd  at  his  Feet. 

4  Though  greedy  Worms  devour  my  Skin, 

And  gnaw  my  wafting  Flefti, 
When. God  Oiall  build  my  Bones  again. 
He  clothes  'cm  all  afreili. 

5  Then  fhall  I  fee  thy  lovely  Face, 

With  ftrong  isimortal  Eyes, 
And  feaft  upon  thy  unknown  Grace 
With  Fieafure  and  Surprize. 

VII.    n:'ke  Jn-viiaiion  of  ike  Gofpel\   or,  Sptr'itttai 

Food  and  Cloathing,  Ifa.  Iv.  i,  a,  &c. 
3   "I"     ET  ev'ry  mortal  Ear  attend, 
A_7     Amd  ev'ry  Heart  rejoice. 
The  Trumpet  of  the  Gofpel  founds,. 
With  an  inviting  Voice, 
s  Ho,  all  ye  hungry  ftaiving  Souls, 
That  feed  upon  the  Wind, 
And  vainly  ftrive  with  earthly  Toys 
To  fill  an  empty  Mind  : 

3  Eternal  Wifdom  hag  prepar'd 

A  Soul  reviving  Fealt, 
And  bids  your  longing  Appetites 
The  rich  Froviiion  tafte. 

4  Ho,  ye  that  pant  for  living  Streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die  j 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  TJiirft 
W^ith  Springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  Love  and  Mercy  here 

In  a  rich  Ocean  join  \ 

Sai- 


6  HYMNS  and  B.I. 

Solvation  in  Abundance  flows, 

Like  Floods  of  Milk  and  Wine. 
[6  Ye  perifl-iing  and  naked  Poor,  * 

Who  work  with  mighty  Pain, 
To  weave  a  Garment  of  your  own, 

That  will  not  hide  your  Sin  ; 

7  Come  naked,  and  adorn  your  Soul, 

In  Robes  prepar'd  by  (Jod, 
Wrought  by  the  Labours  of  his  Son, 

And  dy'd  in  his  own  Blood.] 
%  Dear  God,  the  Treafures  of  thy  Love 

Are  everiafting  Mines, 
Deep  as  our  helplefs  Miseries  are. 

And  boundlefs  as  our  Sins. 
9  The  happy  Gates  of  Gofpel  Grace 

Stand  open  Night  and  Day  ; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  feek  Supplies, 

And  drive  our  Wants  away, 

VI II.    i:be  Safety  and  Proteaion  of  the  Church, 

Ifa.  xxvi,   1,  2,  4,  5,  6. 
I    T  Y  O  W  honourable  is  the  Place, 
Xa     Where  we  adoring  rtand, 
Sion,  the  Glory  of  the  E;irth, 
And  Beauty  of  the  Land  I 
a  Bulwarks  of  mighty  Grace  defend 
The  City  where  we  dwell  j 
The  Wall?,  of  ftrona  Salvation  made, 
Defy  th'  Aflaults  of  Hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everiafting  Gates, 

The  Doors  wide  open  fling  j 
Enter  ye  Nations  that  obey 
The  Statutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  fliall  you  tafte  unmingled  Joys, 

And  live  in  perfeft  Peace  ; 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  Name, 
And  ventured  on  his  Grace. 

5  Truft 


B.  i.  Spiniuai    SONGS.  7 

5  Truft  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  truft. 

And  banifh  all  your  Fears  ; 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells; 
E  ernal  as  his  A^ears. 

6  What  though  the  Rebels  dwell  on  high, 

His  Arm  fliall  bring  them  low  ; 
Low  as  the  Caverns  of  the  Grave, 
Their  lofty  Head  fhall  bow. 

7  On  Babjlon  our  Feet  fhall  tread,  ^ 

In  that  rejoicing  Hour  ; 
The  Ruins  of  her  Walls  iliall  fpread 
A  Pavement  for  the  Poor. 

IX.  The  Promifes  of  the  Co-venant  of  GracSy  Ifa, 
If.  I,  2.  Zech.  xiii.  i.  Mic.  vii.  19.  Ezek, 
xxxvi.  25,  &c. 

1  T  N  vain  we  lavirti  out  our  Lives 
X     To  gather  empty  Wiiad, 
The  choiceft  Bleflings  Earth  can  yield. 
Will  ftarve  a  hungry  Mind, 
a  Come,  and  the  Lord  fliall  feed  our  Souls 
With  more  fubftantial  Meat ; 
With  fuch  as  Saints  in  Glory  love, 
With  fuch  as  Angels  eat. 

3  Our  Go<:l  will  ev'ry  W^ant  fuppi}',  ' 

And  fill  our  Hearts  with  Peace  ; 
He  gives  by  Cov'nant  and  by  Oath 
The  Riches  of  his  Grace. 

4  Come,  and  he'll  cleanfe  oHr  fpotted  Souls,' 

And  wafh  away  our  Stains, 
In  the  dear  Fountain  that  his  Son 
Pour'd  from  his  dying  Veins. 
[5  Our  Guilt  fhall  vanifli  all  away. 
Though  black  as  Hell  before  j 
Our  Sins  fhall  fink  beneath  the  Sea, 
And  ihall  be  found  no  more. 

6  A«d 


8  HYMNSand  B.  I.        I 

6  And  left  Pollution  (hould  o'erfpread 

Our  inward  Pow'rs  again,  I 

His  Spirit  fhall  bedew  our  Souls,  ! 

Like  purifying  Rain.] 

7  Our  Heart,  that  flinty  Itubborn  Thing, 

That  Terrors  cannot  move. 
That  fears  no  Ihreatnings  of  his  Wrath, 
Shall  be  diffolv'd  by  Love. 

8  Or  he  can  take  the  Flint  away, 

That  would  not  be  refin'd. 
And  from  the  Treafurcs  of  his  Grace 
Beftow  a  fofter  Mind. 

9  There  ihall  his  facred  Spirit  dwell. 

And  deep  engrave  his  Law,    "* 
And  ev'ry  Motion  of  our  Souls 
To  fwift  Obedience  draw. 

10  Thus  will  he  pour  Salvation  down, 

And  we  fhall  render  Praife  j 

We  the  dear  People  of  his  Love, 

And  he  our  God  of  Grace, 

-X-.  The  Blejfsdr.efs  of  Gof^el-Times -^  or,  The  Rf- 
<velation  of  Chrift  to  Je^ws  and  Gentiles^  Ifa.  v, 
a,  7,  8,  9,  10.     Mat.  xiii.  i6,  17. 

I   T  T  O  W  beauteous  are  their  Feet, 
Jl     Who  Hand  on  Swn%  Hill, 
Who  bring  Salvation  on  their  Tongues, 
And  Words  of  Peace  reveal ! 
%  How  charming  is  their  Voice  ! 
How  fweet  ihe  ladings  are  ! 
«<  Sion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
*'  He  reigns  and  triumphs  htre." 
3  How  happy  are  our  Ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  Sonnd, 
Which  Kings  and  Prophets  waited  for, 
And  fought,  but  never  iound  ! 

4  How 


\ 


B.  L  Spiritual    SONGS,  9 

A  How  blefled  are  our  Eyes, 

That  fee  this  Heav'nly  Light  j 
Prophets  and  Kings  defir'd  it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  Sight ! 
e  The  Watchmen  join  their  Voice, 
[         And  tuneful  Notes  employ  J 
Jerufalem  breaks  forth  in  Songs, 
And  Defarts  learn  the  Joy. 
6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  Arm 
Through  all  the  Earth  abroad  j 
Let  ev'ry  Nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

XI.  The  Humble  enlightened,  and  Carnal  Reafon 
humbled  5  or,  The  So'vereignty  of  Grace,  Luke 
X.  ai,  22. 

1  rip  HERE  was  an  Hour  when  Chrijl  rejoic'd, 
1     And  fpoke  his  Joy  in  Words  of  Praife  j 
*'  Father,  I  thank  Thee,  mighty  God, 
**  Lordof  the  Earth,  and  Heav'ns  and  Seas. 

3  "  I  thank  thy  Sovereign  Pow'r  and  Love, 
"  That  crowns  my  Do61rine  with  Succefs  j' 
**  And  makes  the  Babes  in  Knowledge  learn 
"  The  heights,  &  breadths,  &  lengths  of  Grace, 

3  "  But  all  this  Glory  lies  conceaPd 

**  From  Men  of  Prudence  and  of  Wit; 

**  The  Prince  of  Darknefs  blinds  their  Eyes, 

<'  And  their  own  Pride  refills  the  Light. 

4  "  Father,  'tis  thus,  becaufe  tliy  Will 
<*  Chofe  and  ordain'd  it  fhonld  be  fo  j 
«  'Tis  thy  Delight  t'  abafe  the  Proud, 
"  And  lay  the  haughty  Scorner  low.  _^ 

5  "  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
"  But  thofe  who  learn  it  from  the  Son, 

"  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  received, 
'<  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known." 

6  Then 


10  HYMNS   and  B.I. 

6  Then  let  our  Souls  adore  our  God, 
That  deals  his  Graces  as  he  pieafe  j 
Nor  gives  to  Mortals  an  Account 
Or  of"  his  A6tions,  or  Decr-ees. 

XII-  Free  Grace  in  re-vealing  Chrifl,  Luke  x.  zi. 
J    «y£  SVS  the  Man  of  conftant  Grief, 

J     A  Mourner  all  his  Days  ; 

His  Spirit  once  rejoic'd  aloud. 
And  turn'd  his  Joy  to  Praife. 

2  Father^  I  thanh  thy  ijoond'rous  Lo'ue, 

That  hath  renjeaTd  thy  Son 

To  Men  unlearned  \  and  to  Babes 

Has  made  thy  Go/pel  kncwn. 

3  Thy  MyJiWies  of  Kedeemtng  Grace 

Are  hidden  from  the  Wfe, 
.  While  Pride  and  carnal  Eeas'nings  join 
To  five II  and  blind  their  Eyes.  . 

4  Thus  doth  the  Lord  of  Heav'n  and  Earth 

His  great  Decrees  fulhl, 
And  orders  all  his  Works  of  Grace 
By  his  own  Sovereign  Will. 

XIIL  The  Son  of  God  iftcarnate\  or,  The.  Titles 
and  the  Kingdom  of  Chrill,  Ifa.  ix.  i,  6,  7. 

I  r*!^  HE  Lands  that  long  in  Darknefs  lary, 
A       Now  have  beheld  a  Heav'niy  Light  i 
Nations  that  fat  in  Death's  cold  Shade, 
Are  bleit  with  Beair.s  divinely  bright, 

z  The  Virgin's  promised  Son  is  born  j 
Behold  th'  expelled  Child  appear  : 
Whnt  fhall  his  Names  or  Titles  be  ? 
The  Wonderful,  The  Ccurfllor. 

3  This  Infant  is  the  mighty  God, 
Come  to  be  fuckled  and  ador'd  ; 
Th'  Eternal  Father.  Prince  of  Peace, 
The  Son  of  Da-vidy  and  his  Lord. 

4.  The 


B.  r.  spiritual  SONGS.  it 

f  The  Government  of  Earth  and  Seas 
Upon  his  Shoulders  fliall  be  laid  j 
His  wide  Dominions  Ihali  increafe. 
And  Honours  to  his  Name  be  paid. 

5  y^/us  the  holy  Child  fhall  fit 
High  on  his  Father  Da^vid-s Throne, 
Shall  crufti  his  Foes  beneath  his  Feet, 
And  reign  to  Ages  yet  unknown. 

XIV.    7 he  Triumph  of  Faith  ;  ^  or,  Chriji'%  UU" 
changeable  Lanj Si  Rom.  viii.  33,  &c. 

I  \X7  H  O  iliall  the  Lord's  Eleft  condemn  ? 
W     Tis  God  that  juftifies  their  Souls, 

And  Mercy,  like  a  mighty  Stream, 

O'er  all  their  Sins  divinely  rolls. 
%  Who  ftiall  adjudge  the  Saints  to  Hell  ? 

"Tis  Chrift  that  fufFer'd  in  their  Stead  § 

And  the  Salvation  to  fulfil. 

Behold  him  rifing  from  the  Dead. 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  !  and  fits  above. 
Forever  interceding  there  : 

Who  (hall  divide  us  from  his  Love, 
Or  what  fhouid  tempt  las  to  defpair  ? 

4  Shall  Perfecution,  or  Diftrefs, 
Famine,  or  Sword,  or  Nakednefs? 

He  that  hath  lovd  us  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  Conqu'rors  too. 

5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  Pow'r, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  Hour  : 
Chrijl  is  our  Life,  our  Joy,  our  Hope, 
Nor  can  we  fink  with  fuch  a  Prop. 

6  Not  all  that  Men  on  Earth  can  do, 

!    ■  Nor  Pow'rs  on  high,  nor  Pow'rs  below, 
j     Shall  caufe  his  Mercv  to  remove. 

Or  wean  our  Hearts  frcm  Chriji  our  Love. 

B  XV, 


li  H  Y  M  N  S  and  B.  L 

XV.  Our  sivn  fTeaknefs,  and  Chnii  our  Strength, 
2  Cor.  xii.  7,  9,  lo. 

I   T     E  T.me  but  hear  my  Saviour  fay, 
.1  ,y     Strength  J})all  be  equal  to  thy  Day ; 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  D;ftrefs, 
Leaning  on  all-fuffitient  Grace. 

a  I  glory  in  Infirmity, 

That  ChriJW  own  PowY  may  reft  on  mej 
When  I  arn  weak,  then  am  I  ftrong, 
Grace  is  my  Shield,  and  Chr'tfi  my  Seng. 

3  I  can  do  all  Things,  or  .can  bear 
All  Suff'rings,  if  my  Lord  be  there; 
Sweet  Pleasures  mingle  with  the  Pains, 
While  liis  Left-Hand  my  Head  fuftains, 

4  But  it"  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn. 
And  we  attempt  the  Work  alone  ; 
When  new  Temptations  fpring  and  rife, 
We  find  how  great  our  Weaknefs  is. 

^  Sd  SampfoHi  when  his  Hair  was  loft, 
Met  the  Philijines  to  his  Coft  j 
Shook  his  vain  Limbs  with  fad  Surprize, 
Made  feeble  Fight,  and  loft  his  Eyes. 

XVr.  Hofanna  to  Chrijf,  Matt.  xxi.  9. 
Luke  xix.  38,  50. 

1  rrOS^iVA^^  to  the  Royal  Son 
■*^     Of  DaiM^'s  antient  Line, 
His  Nature's  Two,  his  Perfon  One, 

Myfterious  and  Divin?. 

2  The  Root  of  Da'vid  here  we  find. 

And  Offspring  is  the  fame  ; 
Eternity  and  Time  are  join'd 
In  our  EmanueT^  Name. 

3  Bleft  He  that  comes  to  wretched  Men 

With  peaceful  News  from  Heav^nj 
f^ofunnss  of  the  higheft  Strain 
To  Cbriji  the  Lord  be  giv'n. 


B,l.  Spirit ua!    SONGS.  15 

4  Let  Mortals  ne'er  refufe  to  take 

Th'  H^««t2  on  their  Tongues,.,     . 
Left  Rocks  and  Stones  fhould  rife,  and  break 
Their  Silence  into  Songs. 

XVII.  rtSiory  O'ver  Death,  1  Gor^xv,  55,  5:c, 

1  f^  For  an  over-coming  Faith 
\J     To  chear  my  dying  Hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  Moniter  Death, 
And  all  his  frightful  Pow'rs. 
a  Joyful,  with  all  the  Strength  I  have^ 
My  quiv'ring  Lips  (houid  fmg, 
Where  is  thy  boajied  ViSfry^  Grwve  f 
And  -where  the  Monjiefs  Sting  P 

3  If  Sin  be  pardon'd,  I'm  fecure, 

Death  hath  no  Sting  befides  ; 
The  Law  gives  Sin  its  damning  Pow'r  j 
But  Chri/I,  my  Ranfom,  dy'd. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  Vi6lory 

Immortal  Thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  Conqu'rors  while  we  die. 
Through  Chriji  our  living  Head. 

XVIII.  Bh/ed  are  the  Dead  that  die  in  the  Lord, 
Rev.  xiv.  13, 

1  TTEAR  what  the  Voice  from  Heav'n  pro- 
XjL     For  all  the  pious  Dead,  (claims 

Sweet  is  the  Savour  of  their  Names, 
And  foft  their  fleeping  Bed. 
f^'They  die  in  Jefus,  and  are  bleft  j 
How  kind  their  Slumbers  are  ! 
From  SufF'nngs  and  from  Sir.s  releas'd. 
And  treed  from  ev'ry  Snare. 
%  Far  from  this  World  of  Toil  and  Strife, 
They're  prefent  with  the  Lord  j 

B*  The 


H  HYMNS   and  B,  I. 

1 
The  Labours  of  their  mortal  Life 
End  in  a  large  Reward. 

XIX.  The  Song  of  Simeon  j  or,  Dgath  made 
defirable,  Luke  i.  27,  &c. 

J  T     O  R  D,  at  thy  Temple  we  appear, 
M    A     As  happy  Simeon  came. 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here; 
O  make  our  Joys  the  fame  1 
a  With  what  divine  and  vaft  Delight 
The  good  old  Man  was  fiU'd, 
When  fondly  in  his  withered  Arms 
He  clafp'd  the  holy  Child. 

5  New  I  can  lea've  this  Worlds  he  cry'd. 

Behold  thy  Servant  dies  j 
Tve  feen  thy  great  SalwatioHf  Lord, 

Anddofe  ?ny  peaceful  Eyes. 
4.  This  is  the  Light  prepared  to  Jhine 

Upon  the  Gentile  Lands y 
Ihine  IfraelV  Glory y  and  their  Hope, 

To  break  their  Jlwvijh  Bands. 
[5  Jefusy  the  Vifion  of  thy  Face, 

Hath  over-pow'ring  Charms  j 
Scarce  (hall  I  feel  Death's  cold  Embrace, 

If  Chriji  be  in  my  Arras. 

6  Then  while  ye  hear  my  Heart  ftrings  break. 

How  fweet  my  Minutes  roll  1 
A  mortal  Palenefs  on  my  Cheek, 
And  Glory  in  my  Soul.] 

XX.  Spiritual  Apparel  (viz.)  The  Robe  of  Righte 
oufnefsy  andGannents  of  Salvation y  Ifa.  Ixi.  10. 

1     A   W  A  K  E  my  Heart,  arife  my  Tongue, 
jfX    Prepare  a  tuneful  Voice  j 
In  God  the  Life  of  all  my  Joyi 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 


B.  I.  Spiritual  S  O  N  G  ^,  1$ 

%  'Tis  he  adorn'd  my  naked  Soulj 
And  made  Salvation  mine} 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  Worm 
He  makes  his  Graces  (hine^ 
5  And  left  the  Shadow  of  a  Spot 
Should  on  my  Soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  Robe  the  Saviour  wrought. 
And  caft  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  the  heav'nly  Robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  Princes  wear  ! 
Thefe  Ornaments,  how  bright  they  Ihine! 
How  white  the  Garments  are  ! 

5  The  Spirit  wrought  my  Faith  and  LoV^^. 

And  Hope,  and  evVy  Grace, 
But  Jefus  (pent  his  Life  to  work 
The  Robe  of  Righteoufnefs. 
I  Strangely,  my  Soul,  art  *hou  array 'd 
By  the  great  Sacred  Three  j 
In  fweeteft  Harmony  of  Praife 
Let  all  thy  PowYs  agree. 

! 

I  XXI.  A  Fijion  of  the  Kingdom  cf  Chrift  ammg 
j  Men,  Rev.  xxi.  i,  a,  3,  4. 

I I  T     O,  what  a  glorious  Sight  appears 
JL-/    To  our  beheving  Eyes ! 

The  Earth  and  Seas  are  pall  away, 

And  the  old  rolling  Skies. 
%  From  the  third  Heav'a  where  God  refides^ 

That  holy,  happy  Place, 
The  Nenjo  Jerufalem  comes  down 

Adorn'd  with  fiiining  Grace. 
Attending  Angels  fhout  for  Joy, 

And  the  bright  Armies  fmg, 
Mortals^  behold  the  facred  Seat 

Of  your  dtfcending  King. 
The  God  of  Glory  doivn  to  Men 

Removes  bit  l/lefi  Abode  j 

^.^         B3  Men 


t6  nYMNSand  B.  L 

Mefti  the  dear  ObjeSis  of  his  Crate f 
And  he  the  having  God. 

5  His  onvn  foft  Hand  Jh all  nxjipe  the  Tears, 

From  e'v'ry  njoeeping  Eye^ 
And  Pains,  and  Groans,  and  Griefs,  and  FcarSi. 
And  Death  itflffhall  die. 

6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  oh  how  long, 

Shall  this  bright  Hour  delay  ? 
Fly  fwifter  round,  ye  Wheels  of  Time, 

And  bring  the  welcome  Day. 
XXII.  ^«^XXni.  Referred  to  the  ji  ^th  Pfalm, 

XXIV.    The  rich  Sinner  dying j  Pfalm  xllx,  6,  9* 
P'xcl.  viii.  8.  Job  iii.  14,  15. 

2  T  N  vain  the  wealthy  Mortals  toil, 

JL     And  heap  their  fhining  Duft  in  vain, 
Look  down  and  fcofTi  the  humble  Poor, 
And  boaft  their  lofty  Hills  of  Gain, 
a  Their  Golden  Cordials  cannot  eafe 
Th  ir  pained  Hearts  or  aching  Heads,  ' 
Nor  fright,  nor  luibe  approaching  Death 
From  glitfring  Roofs  and  downy  Beds. 

3  The  ling'rin:',  the  unwilling  Soul, 
The  difmal  Summons  nun't  obey, 
And  bid  a  long,  a  {^(^  F^irewel, 
To  the  pale  Lump  of  lifelefs  Clay. 

4.  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  Grave, 

Where  Kings  and  Slaves  have  equal  Thrones  jf 
Their  Bones  w  thotit  DilHnftion  lie 
Amongft  the  Heap  of  meaner  Bones. 
The  reft  referred  to  ike  ^<)th  Pfalm. 

XXV.  A  Fifion  of  the  Lamb,  Rev.  v.  6,  7,  8,  9,  ' 

L  L  mortal  Vanities  be  gone, 
N'  r  tempt  my  Eyes,  nor  tire  ray  Ears; 
Behold  amidil  th'  eternal  Throne  «» 

A  Vifion  of  the  Lamb  appears. 

[  %  Glory 


B.  r.  spiritual  SONGS,  tf 

[a  Glory  his  fleecy  Robe  adorns, 
Mark'd  with  the  bloody  Death  he  bore ; 
Seven  are  his  Eyes,  and  fev'n  his  Horns, 
To  fpeak  his  Wifdom  and  his  Pow'r. 

3  Lo,  he  receives  a  fealed  Book 
From  hiija  that  fits  upon  the  Throne  j 
JefuJ,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  Decrees,  and  Things  unknown.] 

4  All  the  affembling  Saints  around 

.   Fall  worfhipping  before  the  Lamb, 
And  in  new  Songs  of  Gofpel-Sound 
Addrefs  their  Honours  to  his  Name. 

[5  The  Joy,  the  Shout,  the  Harmony 
Flies  o'er  the  Everlafting  Hills  5 
IForthy  art  tkoii  alone  (they  cry) 
To  read  the  Smky  to  loofe  the  Seals.  ] 

6  Our  Voices  join  the  beav'nly  Strain, 
And  with  tranfporting  Plealure  fing-, 
"Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  ^.dw^ 
To  be  our  Teacher  and  our  King, 

7  His  Words  of  Prophecy  reveal 
Eternal  Counfels,  deep  Defigns  ; 
His  Grace  and  Vengeance  fliall  fulfil 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  Lines. 

8  Thou  hafl  redeem'd  our  Souls  from  Hell, 
With  thine  invaluable  Blood  ; 

And  Wretches  that  did  once  rebel, 
Are  now  made  Fav'rites  of  their  Gcd, 
5  Worthy  for  ever  is  the  Lord, 

That  dy'd  for  Treafons  not  his  own, 

By  ev'ry  Tongue  to  be  ador'd. 

And  dwell  upon  his  Father's  Throne. 


»  4.  XXVI, 


%t  H  r  M  N  S  and  B.  I. 

XXVI.   liope  of  Hea'ven  by  the   Refurre^ion  of 
Chrift,  1  Pet.  1.  3,  4,  5.  ^ 

1   TJ  L  E  S  T  be  the  Everlafting  God,    ' 
JD    The  Father  of  our  Lord, 
Be  his  abounding  Mercy  prais'd,j§ 
His  Majefty  ado''d. 
a  When  from  the  Dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 
And  call'd  him  to  the  Sky, 
He  gave  our  Souls  a  lively  Hope 
That  they  fhouid  never  die. 
%  What  though  our  inbred  Sins  require 
OiirFlefti  to  fee  the  Di.ft, 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofe, 
So  all  his  Followers  muil. 

4  There's  an  Inheritance  Divine 

Refery'd  againft  that  Day, 
*Tis  uncorrupted,  undefii'd, 
And  cannot  wafte  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  Pow'r  of  God  ate  kept, 

Till  the  Salvation  conie  ; 
We  walk  by  Faith  as  Strangers  here, 
Till  Chriji  (hall  c^ll  us  home. 

XX Vn.  AJurance  of  Heatven\  or,  a  Saint  prepared 
to  diet  a  Tim,  iv.  6,  7,  8,  1%. 

[i  "T^  E  ATH  may  diflblve  my  Body  now, 
A_/     And  bear  my  Spirit  homej 
Why  do  my  Minutes  move  ib  flow, 
Nor  my  Salvation  come  ? 
%  With  heav'nly  Weapons  I  have  fought 
The  Battles  of  the  Lord, 
Finifh'd  my  Courfe,  and  kept  the  Faith, 
And  watt  the  fure  Reward.] 
jk  God  has  laid  up  in  Heav'n  for  me 
A  Crown  which  cannot  fade  j 

Thi 


B.  r.  Spiritual  SONGS.  i$ 

The  Righteous  Judge  at  that  great  Day 
Shall  place  it  on  my  Head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  ot  Grace  decreed 

This  Prize  for  me  alone  j 
But  all  that  love  and  long  to  fee 
Th'  Appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  Jefus  the  Lord  fnall  guard  me  fafe 

From  ev'ry  ill  Defign  j 
And  to  his  heavenly  Kingdom  keep 
This  feeble  Soul  of  mine. 

6  Ged  is  my  everhfting  Aid,^ 

And  Hell  ftiall  rage  in  vain  j 

To  him  be  higheft  Glory  paid, 

And  endlefs  Praife.    Amen. 

XXVni.  The  Triumph  of  Chrift  o'ver  the  Enemies 

of  bis  Church  J  Ifa.  Ixiii.  i,  2,  3,  &c. 
I  \X  7  HAT  mighty  Man,  or  mighty  God, 
!.        VV      Comes  travelling  in  State, 
Along  the  Idumean  Road, 
Away  from  Bozrah's  Gate, 
a  The  Glory  of  his  Robes  proclaim 
'Tis  fome  viftorious  King  j 
«  'Tis  I  the  Juft,  th'  Almighty  One, 
"  That  your  Salvation  bring.'' 

3  Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  Saints  enquire. 

Why  thine  Apparel  red  ? 
And  all  thy  Vefture  ftain'd  like  thofe. 
Who  in  the  Wine-prefs  tread  ? 

4  **  I  by  myfelf  have  trod  thePrefj, 

"  Arid  cruih'd  my  Foes  alone  j 
"My  Wrath  has  ftruck  the  Rebels  dead, 
"  My  Fury  ftamp'd  them  down. 

5  **  'Tis  Edom's  Blood  that  dj^es  my  Robes 

"  With  joyful  fcarlet  Stains ; 
<*  The  Triumph  that  my  Raiment  wears,        , 
*'  Sprung  from  their  bleeding  Veins. 


to  HYMNS    and  B.  L 

6  "  Thus  (hall  the  Nations  be  deftroy'd, 
"  That  d.^.re  infult  my  Saints ; 
«'  I  have  an  Arm  t'  avenge  their  Wrongs, 
"  An  Ear  for  their  Complaints." 

XXIX.  The  Second  Part ;  or,  The  Ruin  of  Anti- 
f  chrilt,  Ver.  4,  5,  6,  7. 

J  ^*  T  Lift  my  Banner,  faith  the  Lord, 
X  "   Where  Antichriji  has  ftood  j 
«  The  City  of  my  Gofpel-Foes 
<•  Shall  be  a  Field  of  Blood., 
a  "  My  Heart  has  ftu^iy'd  juft  Revenge, 
*'  And  now  the  Day  appears, 
**  The  Day  of  my  Redeem'd  is  come 
**  To  wipe  away  their  Tears. 
3  "  Quite  weary  is  my  Patience  grown, 
*■*  And  bids  my  Fury  go  j 
**  Swift  as  the  Lightning  it  Ihall  move, 
*'  And  be  as  fatal  too. 
4.  "  I  call  for  Helpers,  but  in  vain  ; 
"  Then  has  my  Gofpel  none  ? 
**  Well,  mine  own  Arm  has  Might  enough 
"  To  crufh  my  Foes  alone. 

5  **  Slaughter  and  my  devouring  Sword 

<*  Shall  walk  the  Streets  around, 

"  Babtl  (hall  reel  beneath  my  Stroke, 

"  And  ftagger  to  the  Ground." 

6  Thy  Honour,  O  vi^orious  King, 

Thine  own  Right  Hand  (liall  raife. 
While  we  thy  awful  Vengeance  fing, 
And  our  Deliverer  praife. 

XXX,  Prayer  for  D'd'iverance  anfivend,   Ifa, 

•■'      xxvi.  8---20. 

N  thine  own  Ways,  O  God  of  Love, 
We  wait  the  Vifits  oi  thy  Giace  j. 

Our 


I 


B.  r.  spiritual  SONG  S,  *» 

Our  Souls  Defire  is  to  thy  Name, 

And  the  Remembrance  of  thy  Face, 
ft  My  Thoughts  are  fearching,  Lord,  for  Thee 

'Mongft  the  black  Shades  of  lonefome  Night, 

My  earneft  Cries  falute  the  Skies 

Before  the  Dawn  reftore  the  Light. 
3  Look  how  rebellious  Men  deride 

The  tender  Patience  of  my  God  ; 

But  they  (hail  fee  thy  lifted  Hand, 

And  feel  the  Scourges  of  thy  Rod. 
4.  Hark  !  the  Eternal  rends  the  Sky, 

A  mighty  Voice  before  him  goes  } 

A  Voice  of  Mufic  to  his  Friends, 

Bnt  threat'ning  Thunder  to  his  Foes. 

5  Come,  Children,  to  your  Father's  Arms, 
Hide  in  the  Chambers  of  my  Grace  j 
Till  the  fierce  Storms  be  over  blown. 
And  my  revenging  Fury  ceafe. 

6  My  Sword  fliall  bo^^ft  its  Thoufands  flain^ 
And  drink  the  Blood  of  haughty  Kings, 
While  heav'niy  Peace  around  my  Flock, 
Stretches  its  foft  and  fhady  Wings. 

XXXL  Referred  to  the  \fi  Pfalm, 

XXXII.  Strength  from  Ueanjen^  Ifa.  xl.  47,  28, 

29,  30. 
1  \X7' Hence  do  our  mournful  Thoughts  arife? 
W      And  ^Ahere  our  Courage  fled  ? 
Has  reftlefs  Sin  and  raging  Hell 
Struck  ail  our  Comforts  dead  ? 
a  Have  we  forgot  th'  Almighty  Name 
That  form'd  the  Earth  and  Sea  J 
And  can  an  all-creating  Arm 
Grew  weary  or  decay  ? 
3  Treafures  of  everlafting  Might 
In  our  IshQvah  dwell : 

B  i  He 


*»  HYMNS   and  B.  I. 

He  gives  the  Conqueft  to  the  Weak, 
And  treads  their  Foes  to  Hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  Pow'r  fhail  fade  and  die, 

And  youthful  Vigour  ceafe, 
But  we  that  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
Shall  feel  our  Strength  increafe. 

5  The  Saints  fliall  mount  on  Eagles  Wings, 

And  tafte  the  promis'd  Biils, 
Till  their  unwearied  Feet  arrive 
Where  perfect  Pleafure  is. 

XXXIII.  XXXIV.  XXXV.  XXXVI.  XXXVII. 

XXXVIII.  Referred  io  Pfalm  cxxxi.  cxxxiv. 
Ixvii.  Ixxiii.  xc.  Sc  Ixxxiv. 

XXXIX.   God's  tender   Care  of  his  Ckurcb,  Ifa. 

xlix.  13,  14,  &c. 
1  "J^T  O  W  (hall  my  inward  Joys  arife, 
X\     And  burft  into  a  Song  j 
Almighty  Love  infpires  my  Heart, 
And  Pleafure  tunes  my  Tongue. 
%  God,  on  his  thirfty  Sion  Hill, 

Some  Mercy  Drops  has  thrown, 
And  folemn  daths  have  bound  his  Lovft 

To  fhow'r  Salvation  down.  ^ 

3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  Fears,  J 

Sufplcions  and  Complaints  ? 

Is  he  a  God,  and  (hall  his  Grace 

Grow  weary  of  his  Saints? 

4  Can  a  kind  Woman  e'er  forget 

The  Infant  of  her  Woml), 
And  'mongft  a  Thoufand  tender  Thought! 
Her  Suckling  have  no  Room  ? 

5  Yet,  faith  the  Lord,  Jbould  Nature  cbtmgej 

And  Mothers  Monjiers  prcve, 
Sion  JJi/l  dnvells  upon  the  Heart 
Of  evnlajiing  Lavs* 

€  Dsep 


^,t,  spiritual  ^  0  N  G  S.  tj 

6  Deep  on  the.  Palms  of  both  my  Hands 
I  have  engra'v'd  her  Name  \ 
My  Hand  Jhall  raife  her  ruin  d  Wall t 
And  iuifd  her  broken  frame, 

XL.  T^he  Bufinefs  and  Blejfednejs  of  glorified  Saints ^ 
Rev.  vii.  13,  14,  15,  &c. 

1    TTJrHAT  happy  Men,  or  Angels,  tkefe^ 
^^      That  all  their  Robes  are  fpoilefs  avhitg  f 
Whence  did  this  glorious  Troop  arri<ve 
At  the  pure  Realms  of  Hea'vnly  Light  ? 

z  From  tottVing  Racks  and  burning  Fires, 
And  Seas  of  their  own  Blood  they  came  •. 
Bat  nobler  Blood  has  wafliM  tlieir  Robes, 
Fiov^ing  from  Chrif  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach  th'  Almighty  Throne 
With  loud  Hofannas  Night  and  Day, 
Sweet  Anthems  to  the  Great  Three  One^ 
Meafure  their  bleft  Eternity. 

4  No  more  (hall  Hunger  pain  their  Souls, 
He  bids  their  parching  Thirft  be  gone, 
And  fpreads  the  Shadow  of  his  Wings, 
To  fcreen  'em  from  the  fcorching  Sun. 

5  The  Lamb,  that  fills  the  Middle  Throne, 
Shall  flied  around  his  milder  Beams  j 
There  fhall  they  feaft  on  his  rich  Love, 
And  drink  full  Joys  from  living  Streams* 

€  Thus  ftiall  their  mighty  Blifs  renew 
Through  the  vail  Round  of  endlefs  Years, 
And  the  foft  Hand  of  Sovereign  Grace 
Heals  all  their  Wounds,  and  wipes  their  Tears. 

XLL  The  famt\  or.  The  Martyrs  glorified,  Rev. 

vii.  13,  &c. 
I  n^H  E  S  E  glorious  Minds ^  bo<w  bright  theyjhiml 
"^      Whence  all  their  tvhite  Array  ? 
Hew  came  they  to  the  happy  Seat: 
OJ  everlafiing  Day  t* 

a  From 


.04  HYMNS    and  B.  I. 

a  From  tottVing  Pains  to  endlefs  Joys, 
On  fiery  Wheels  they  rode, 
And  flrangely  wafli'd  their  Raiment  white 
In  Jefus"  dying  Blood. 
3  Now  they  approach  a  fpotlefs  God, 
And  bow  before  his  Tlirone, 
Their  warbling  Harps  and  facred  Songs 
Adore  the  Holy  On?. 
4.  The  unveil'd  Glories  of  his  Face 
Amongft  his  Saints  refide, 
While  the  rich  Treafiireof  his  Grace 
Sees  all  their  Wants  fupply'd. 

5  Tormenting  Thii  ft  fhall  leave  their  Sowls, 

And  Hunger  flee  as  fail  j 
The  Fruit  of  Life's  immortal  Tree 
Shall  be  their  fweet  Repaft. 

6  The  Lamb  fhall  le.id  his  heav'niy  Flock 

Where  living  Fountains  rife, 
And  Love  divine  fliall  v^ipe  away 
The  Sorrows  of  their  Eyes. 

XLIL  Di'vine  Wrath  and  Mercy ;  from  Nahum  i. 

I,      %y      3,      &C. 

I     A   DORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
jt\^  Is  a  *  Confuming  Fire  ;        *  Heb.  xii.  ap. 
His  jealous  Eyes  his  Wrath  inflame. 
And  raife  his  V^engeance  higher* 
a  Almighty  Vengeance,  how  it  burns  ! 
How  bright  his  Fury  glows ! 
Vaft  Magazines  of  Plagues  and  Storms, 
Lie  treafur'd  for  his  Foes, 

3  Thofe  Heaps  of  Wrath  by  flow  Degrees 

Are  forc'd  into  a  Flame, 
But  kindled,  oh  !  how  fierce  they  blaze  I 
And  rend  all  Nature's  Frame. 

4  At  his  Approach  the  Mountains  flee, 

And  ic-ek  a  watVy  Grave  j 


1 


B.I.  Spiritual  S  0  N\G.S.  «5 

The  frighted  Sea  makes  Hafte  away, 
And  ftirinks  up  ev'ry  Wave. 

5  Through  the  wide  Air,  the  weighty  Rocks 

Are  fwift  as  Hail  ftones  hurl'd  j 
Who  daiCi  engage  his  fiery  Rage,  -> 

That  rhakes  the  folid  World  ? 

6  Yet,  mighty  God  !  thy  SovVeign  Grace 

Sits  Regent  on  the  Throne, 
The  Refuge  of  thy  chofen  Race, 
When  Wrath  comes  rufliing  down. 

7  Thy  Hand  (hall  on  rebellious  Kings 

A  fiery  Temped  pour, 
While  we  beneath  thy  ihelt'ring  Wings 
Thy  jull  Revenge  adore. 

XLHI.  Referred  to  the  loodth  Pfalm, 
XLIV.  Referred  to  the  iiyi Pfalm, 

XLV.  The  lafi  Judgmeniy  Rev.  xxi.  5,  6,  7,  8, 

1   Q  E  E  where  the  great  incarnate  God 
O     Fills  a  majeftic  Throne, 
While  from  the  Skies  his  awful  Voice 
Bears  the  laft  Judgment  down. 
[%  *'  I  am  the  Firft,  and  I  the  Laft, 
"  Through  endlefs  Years  the  fame  j 
<<  7  AM,  is  my  Memorial ftill, 
"  And  my  Eternal  Name. 
3  *<  Such  Favours  as  a  God  can  give, 
**  My  Royal  Grace  beftows;  " 

*^  Ye  thirfty  Souls,  come  tafte  the  Streams^ 
**  Where  Life  and  Pleafure  flows.] 
[4  **  The  Saint  that  triumphs  o'er  his  Sins,      ^ 
*'  ril  own  him  for  a  Son  \ 
**  The  whole  Creation  fliall  reward 
"  The  Conqueft  he  has  won, 
I  <<  But  bloody  Hands,  and  Hearts  Oaclean,   ^ 
<*  And  airthe  lying  Raee^ 

«  The 


t«  HY  M  N  S  and  B.l. 

«  The  faithlefs  and  the  fcoffing  Crewr, 
<'  That  fparn  at  ott'er'd  Grace ; 

6  "  They  Jhall  be  taken  from  my  Sight, 

<'  Bound  faft  in  Iron  Chains, 
<«  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  Lake, 
**  Where  Fire  and  Darknefs  reigns  "] 

7  O  may  I  ftand  before  the  Lamb, 

When  Earth  and  Seas  are  fled  ! 
And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  ray  Name, 
With  Bleflings  on  my  Head  ! 

8  May  I  with  thofe  for  ever  dwell,  ; 

Who  here  were  my  Delight, 
While  Sinners  banifh'd  down  to  Hell, 
No  more  offend  my  Sight. 

XLVI.  andXlMll.  Referred  to  Pfalm  14S,  &  j. 

XLVin.  The  Chrijiian  Race,  Ifa.  xl.  iS,  29, 
30,  31' 

3     ^  W  A  K  E  our  Souls  (away  our  Fears, 
X\    Let  ev'ry  trembling  Thought  be  gone) 
Awake,  and  run  the  heav'niy  Race,  "^ 

And  put  a  chearful  Courage  on. 

a  True,  'tis  a  ftrait  and  thorny  Road, 
And  mortal  Spirits  tire  and  faint  j 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feeds  the  Strength  of  ev'ry  Saint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whofe  matchlefs  Pow'r 
Is  ever  new,  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures,  while  endlefs  Years 
Their  everlafting  Circles  run. 

4  From  Thee,  the  overflowing  Spring, 
Our  Souls  fliall  drink  a  frefli  Supply, 
While  fitch  as  truft  their  native  Strength, 
Shall  melt  away,  and  drop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  Eagle  cuts  the  Air, 
We'Ji  mount  aloft  to  thine  Abode  5 

On 


B.  r.  Spirituai  SONGS.  t*f 

On  Wings  of  Love  our  Souls  fhall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidft  the  heav'nly  Road. 

XLIX,.  The  Works  of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb, 
Rev.  XV.  3. 
s  T  T  O  W  ftrong  thine  Arm  is,  mighty  God  ! 
x\     Who  would  not  fear  thy  Namej 
Jefus,  how  fweet  thy  Graces  are  ! 
Who  would  not  love  the  Lamb  ? 
4  He  has  done  more  than  Mofes  did, 
Gur  Prophet  and  our  King  5 
From  Bonds  of  Heil  he  freed  our  Souls, 
And  taught  bur  Lips  to  ling* 

3  In  the  Red  Sea^  by  Mofts  Hand, 

Th'  Egyptimi  Hoft  was  drowtiM  | 
But  his  own.  Blood  hides  all  our  SinSy 
And  Guilt  no  more  is  found, 

4  When  through  the  Dt fart  JfrUl  went, 

With  Manna  they  were  ^^6  j 
Our  Lord  invites  us  to  his  Fkfh, 
And  ea^lJs  it  living  Bread. 

5  Mofis  beheld  the  promis'd  Land, 

Vet  never  reach'd  the  Place  \ 
But  Chrij^  flaall  bring  his  Followers  Home, 

To  fee  his  Father's  Face, 
<  Then  (lull  our  Lore  and  Joy  be  full, 

And  feel  a  w^Srmer  Flame, 
And  fweeter  Voices  tune  the  Song 

Of  Mofej  and  the  Lamb.     . 

L.    The  S^ns  of  Zecbarias,   and  the  Mejfage  of 
John  theBaptiftj  or,  Light  and  Salvation  bj 
Jefus  ChrJft,  Luke  1  68,  kc,  John  i.  ^9,  »s. 
J  "Vf  0  W  be  the  God  of  Ifrael  blefs'd, 
X^     Who  makes  his  Truth  appear; 
His  mighty  Hand  fulfils  his  Word, 
And  all  the  Oaths  lie  iware. 

»  Now 


««  HY  M  N  S   and  B.  I, 

a  Now  be  bedews  old  Da'vid's  Root 
Wiih  Bkflings  from  the  Skies ; 
He  makes  the  Branch  of  Promife  grow, 
7  he  promis'd  Horn  arife. 
[  J  John  was  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord, 
To  go  before  his  Face, 
The  Herald  which  our  Saviour  God 
Sent  to  prepare  his  Ways. 

4  He  makes  the  great  Salvation  known^ 

He  fpeaks  cf  p.irdon'd  Sins  j 
While  Grace  Divine,  and  Heav'nly  Love,      ' 
In  its  own  Glory  (bines, 

5  "  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  he  cries, 

"  That  takes  our  Guiit  away  j. 
**  I  faw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  Head 
"  On  his  Baptizing  Pay.] 

6  "  Be  ev'ry  Vale  exsltcd  high, 

**  Sink  ev'ry  Mountain  low  ; 
<*  The  Proud  muft  ftoop,  and  humble  Sou!s 
**  Shall  his  Salvation  know. 

7  "  The  Heathen  Realms,  with  Ifraet^s  Land, 

•'  Shall  join  in  fweet  Accord  ; 
*'  And  al!  that's  born  of  Man  (hall  fee 
^  The  Glory  of  the  Lord. 

8  *'  Behold  the  Morning  Star  arife, 

*'  Ye  that  in  Darknefs  fit  j 
"  He  marks  the  Paths  that  lead  to  Peace, 
"  And  guides  our  doubtful  Feet." 
LL  Perff-jtring  Grace,  Jude  24,  t$* 
1  nnO  GOD  the  or.ly  Wile, 
X       Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  Saints,  below  the  Skies, 
Their  humble  Praifes  bring. 
%  *Tis  his  Almighty  Love, 
His  Counfcl  and  his  Care, 
Preserves  us  fafe  from  Sin  and  Death, 
And  ev'ry  hunful  Snare. 

t  He 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  s^ 

3  He  will  prefent  our  Souls 

Unblemifli'd  ^nd  complete. 
Before  the  Glory  of  his  Face, 
With  Joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chofen  Seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  Throne, 

Shall  blefs  the  Conduft  of  his  Grace, 

And  make  his  Wonders  known, 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God, 

Wifdom  and  Pow'r  belongs. 
Immortal  Crowns  of  Majefty, 
And  eyerlalting  Songs. 

LII.  Bapttfm,  Mat.  xxviii.  19.  A6ls  ii.  38. 

2  '/^^  WAS  the  Commiffion  of  our  Lord, 

J.       Go,  tencb  the  Nations ^  and  Baptize, 
The  Nations  have  reeeiv'd  the  Word, 

Since  he  afcended  to  the  Skies. 
a  He  fits  upon  th'  eternal  Hills, 

With  Grace  and  Pardon  in  his  Hands, 
And  fends  his  Covenant  with  ihe  Seals, 

To  blsfs  the  diftant  Britijh  Lands. 

3  Repent,  and  be  haptis'd,  he  faith, 

tor  the  RemiJJion  of  your  Sins  ; 
And  thus  our  Senfe  afllfts  our  Faith, 
And  fhows  us  what  his  Gofpel  means. 

4  Our  Souls  he  wafhes  in  his  Blood, 

As  Water  makes  the  Body  clean  j 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Defcends  like  purifying  Rain. 

5  Thus  we  engage  ourfelves  to  Thee, 

And  feal  our  Cov'nant  with  the  Lord  j 
O  may  the  great  eternal  Three 
In  Heav'tt  our  folemn  Vows  record !. 


i-ni, 


30 
LIII. 


HYMNSattd 


B.  W 


The  Holy  Scriptures,  Heb  i.  i.    a  Tim.  iii, 
15,  16,  Pfalm.  cxivii,  19,  10. 

I  /^  O  D,  who  in  various  Methods  toldj 
VJ     His  Mind  and  Will  to  Saints  of  old. 
Sent  his  own  Son  with  Truth  and  Grace, 
T©  teach  us  in  thefe  latter  Days. 

a  Our  Nation  reads  the  written  Word, 
That  Book  of  Life,  that  fure  Record  j 
The  bright  Inheritance  of  Heav'n, 
Is  by  the  fweet  Conveyance  giv'n. 

3  God's  kindeft  Thoughts  are  here  cxpr€ft| 
Able  to  make  us  Wife  and  Bleft  i 
The  Do(5^rlnes  are  divinely  true, 
Fit  for  Reproof  and  Comfort  too. 

4  Ye  hritifh  Ifles  who  read  hi»  Love, 
In  long  Epiftles  from  above, 
(He  hath  not  fent  his  facred  Word 
To  t^tvy  Land)  Praife  ye  the  Lord, 

LIV.  Bleiiing  Grace  \  or,  Saints  bchvtd  in  CWx^^ 
Eph.  i.  3,  &c. 

X   «y£  SUSf  we  blefs  thy  Father's  Name  i 
J     Thy  God  and  ours  are  both  the  fame, 
What  heav'nly  Bleffipgs,  from  his  Throne, 
Flow  down  to  Sinners  through  his  Son  ! 

ft  Chrift  be  my  firji  EteB,  .hefaid, 
Then  clofe  our  Souls  in  ChriJ}  our  Head, 
Before  he  gave  the  Mountarns  Birth, 
Or  laid  Foundations  for  the  Earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  Love  begin 
To  raife  us  up  from  Death  and  Sin  j 
Our  Characters  were  then  decreed, 
Blamelefs  in  LonjCy  a  holy  Seed. 

4  Predeftinated  to  be  Sons, 
Born  by  Degrees,  but  chofe  at  once  5 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS,  ^1 

A  new  regenerated  Race, 
To  praife  the  Glory  of  his  Grace. 
5  With  Chri/f  our  Lord  we  fhare  our  Part 
In  the  Affeftions  ©f  his  Heart  j 
Nor  fliall  our  Souls  be  thence  remov'd, 
^Till  he  forgets  his  firft  belov'd. 

LV.  HezekiahV  Song ;  or,  Sicinefs  and  Recovery) 
Ifa,  xxxviii.  9,  &c. 

I  TT  T  HEN  we  are  raisM  from  deep DiftrefSj 
VV      Our  God  deferves  a  Song  J 
We  take  the  Pattern  of  our  Praife 
From  Hezekiah's  Tongue, 
a  The  CJates  of  the  devouring  Grave 
Are  open'd  wide  in  vain. 
If  he  that  holds  the  Keys  of  Death 
Commands  them  fait  again. 

3  Pains  of  the  Flefti  are  wont  t'  abufe 

Our  Minds  with  flaviih  Fears  j 
Our  Days  are  paji,  and  ive  /hall  lofe 
Tbe  Remnant  of  our  Years. 

4  We  chatter  with  a  Swallow's  Voice, 

Or  like  a  Dove  we  mourn, 
With  Bitternefs  inftead  of  Joys, 
Aiflifted  and  forlorn. 

5  Jeho'vah  fpeaks  the  healing  Word, 

And  no  Difeafe  withftands  \ 
Fevers  and  Plagues  obey  the  Lord, 
And  fly  at  his  Commands. 
€  If  half  the  Strings  of  Life  fiiould  break, 
He  can  our  Frame  reftore  ; 
He  cafts  our  Sins  behind  his  Back, 
An4  they  are  foun4  no  more. 


LVL 


5^  HYMNS  and  ,B.  I. 

LVI.  The  Song  o/Mofes,  and  the  Lamb-,  or,  Baby4| 
Ion  falling.  Rev.  xv.  &  xvi*  19,  &  xvii.  6. 

I  \Ji7  E  fing  the  Glories  of  thy  Love, 
VV       We  found  thy  dreadful  Name  j 
The  Chriftian  Churchunites  the  Songs 
Of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb. 
ft  Great  God,  how  wond'rous  are  thy  Work* 
Of  Vengeance,  and  of  Grace  : 
Thou  King  of  Saints,  Almighty  Lord, 
How  juft  and  true  thy  Ways  ? 
3  Who  dares  refufe  to  fear  thy  Name, 
Or  worfliip  at  thy  Throne  ? 
Thy  Judgments  fpeak  thine  Holinefs 
Through  all  the  Nations  known. 
4.  Great  Bahylon^  that  rules  the  Earth, 
Drunk  with  the  Mattyr's  Blood, 
Her  Crimes  ihall  fpeedily  awake 
The  Fury  of  our  God. 
5  The  Cup  of  Wrath  is  ready  mixt, 

And  ftie  muft  drink  the  Dregs  5  ^ 

Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  Sovereign  Judge,         ■ 

And.lhall  fulfil  the  Plagues.  '   >  1 

LVIL  Original  Sin]  OT.ThejirJi  andfecond  h^^n\ 
Rom.  V.  i»,  Sec.  Pfalm  li.  5.  Job  xiv.  4. 

1   "O  Ackward  with  humble  Shame  we  lock 
X3    On  our  Original, 
How  is  our  Natuie  da(h'd  and  broke 
In  our  fiift  Father's  Fall! 
s  To  all  that's  Good,  averfe  and  blind. 
But  prone  to  all  that's  111  j 
What  dreadful  Darknefs  veils  our  Mind., 
How  obftinate  our  Will  I 
[3  Conceivd  in  Sin  (O  wretched  State  !) 
Before  we  draw  our  Breath  ; 

The 


I 


B .  L  Sptfitual  SONGS,    '  i^ 

The  fiift  yourg  Pulfe  4jegins  to  beat 
Iniquity  and  Death. 
4  How  llrong  in  our  degen'rate  Blood, 
The  old  Coi  rupticn  reigns, 
And  mingling  with  the  crocked  Flood, 
Wanders  through  ail  our  Veins  !] 
[5  Wild  and  unwholcrome  as  the  Root,  "^-^7^" 

Will  all  the  Branches  be  5        ^       /L-^^ 
How  can  we  hope  tor  living  Fruit  ^^^'^^ 
From  (uch  a  deadly  Tree  ?         ^ 
^  What  mortal  Pow'r  from  Things  «nclean 
Can  pure  Produ61ions  bring  ?  -i 

Who  can  command  a  vital  Stream 

From  an  intefted  Spring  ?]      '        ,    '  ■ 
7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wond'rous  Love 
Can  make  our  Nature  clean, 
Whilft  Chri/i  and  Grace  prevail  above 
The  Tempter,  Death,  and  Sin. 
;8  The  fecond  /latim  (hall  reftore 
,:      The  Ruins  of  the  iirft, 
Hofanna  to  that  Sovereign  Pow'r 
That  new-creates  our  Dull, 

XrVIII.  The  De'vil'vanqutjh'd]  or,  MichaelV/T^r 
;.   "  V  nvith  the  Dragofii'Rtv.xW.  J,  "-'.S 

Jkr  T     ET  mortal  Tongues  attempt  to  fing 
^  JL-/  The  Warsof  Heav'n,  when  Michaeii\ood 

Chief  General  of 'Ch"  Eternal  KiRg, 
i       And  fought  the  Battles  of  our  God. 
a  Againfl:  thePragon  andhis  Hoft 
The  Annies  of  the  Lord  prevail: 
r.i  vfjn  they  rage,  in  vain'they  boaft,  ^      ■  , 
Th'e'ir  Courage  fmks,  their  Weapons  fail/ 
3  Down  to  the  Earth  was  Satan  thrown, 
Down  to  the  Earth  his  Legions  fell ; 
I       Then  was  the  Ti  ump  of  Triumph  blown, 
i^     And  Ihook  the  dreadful  Deeps  oi  Hcii. 
i^"^.-  4  Now 


S4  HYMHS   and  B.  l. 

4  Now  is  the  Hour  of  Darknefs  paft, 
Chriji  has  afTum'd  his  reigning  Pow'r  j 
Behold  the  great  Accufer  caft 

Down  from  the  Skies,  to  rife  no  more. 

5  'Twas  by  thy  Blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  Armies  trod  the  Tempter  down  j 
'Twas  by  thy  Word  and  powerful  Name 
They  gain'd  the  Battle  and  Renown. 

6  Rejoice  ye  Heav'ns;  let  ev'ry  Star 
Shme  with  new  Glories  round  the  Sky  j 
Saints,  while  ye  fing  the  heav'nly  War, 
Raife  your  Deliverer's  Name  on  high. 

LIX.  Babylon /fl//,f».  Rev.  xviii,  «o,  12^ 

1  T  N  Gabriels  Hand  a  mighty  Stone 

X     Lies,  a  fair  Type  of  Babylon  : 

Prophets  rfiouet  and  all  ye  Saints ^ 

Codjhall  a'vengeyour  long  Complaints, 
a  He  (aid,  and  dreadful  as  he  flood. 

He  funk  the  Mill  ftone  in  the  Flood  : 

Thus  terrible  Jhall  Babel  fall. 

Thus,  and  no  more  he  found  at  all. 

LX.    The  Virgin  MaryV  Song\  or,  The  promijui 
Mefliah  horn^  Luke  i.  »6,  &c. 

X  f\  U  R  Souls  fhall  magnify  the  Lord, 
KJ    In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice  ; 
While  we  repeat  the  Virgin's  Song, 
May  the  fame  Spirit  tune  our  Voice  ! 

[i  The  Higheft  faw  her  low  Eftate, 

And  mighty  Things  his  Hand  hath  done  j 
His  over-fliadowing  Power  and  Grace 
Make  her  the  Mother  of  his  Son. 

3  Let  ev'ry  Nation  call  her  bUfs'd, 
And  endlefs  Years  prolong  her  Fame? 

But! 


spiritual   S  O  N  G  c\ 

But  God  alone  mult  be  ador'd  j 
Koly  and  Reverend  is  his  Name.  ] 

4  To  thofe  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lore 
His  Mercy  ftands  for  ever  lure  :; 
From  Age  to  Age  his  Promife  iivec; 
And  the  Performance  is  fecurec 

5  He  fpake  to  Abr''am  and  his  Seed, 
In  ibee  Jhall  ull  the  Earth  be  bkfi  \ 
The  Mem'ry  of  that  ancient  Word 
Lay  iong  in  his  eternal  Sreail. 

■S  But  now  no  more  Thai!  Ifr'ei  wait. 
No  more  the  GentiUs  lie  forlorn  j 
Lo,  the  Denre  of  Natiqns  conies; 
Behold  the  promis'd  Seed  is  born  i 


TO 


LXL  Cijrift  our  Higb-Priefl  and  Ki.ig  :  and  Ch  li 
coming  to  Judgment^  Rev,  i.  5,,  6>  7. 
W  to  the  Lord,  that  makes  u£  know 
Ths  Wonders  of  his  dying  Love, 
Be  humble  Honours  paid  below, 
A  ad  Strains  of  nobler  Praife  above= 
»  'Twas  he  that  cleans'd  our  fouleft  SinSj, 
And  -v.-fli'd  us  in  his  richeil  Blood  ? 

'  ^h^it  makes  us  Priefts  and  KJngi, 
'■igsi^s,  T?-*:ef5,  near  to  God, 

3  To  Jij :  '  -  '  y  prieit, 
To  7^:  -K^nr, 
Be  ev£r  •  '<'  % 
And  V.  ::,-r 

4  BeholJ,  en  rr/i^p 
And  ev'ry  Eye  fh 

Though  witr^  ■•'•  , 

Then  he  d-; 

5  Theunbehev,  ^     -  ...;.  ,.,.i,     ,.. 
While  w-  rejoicf  to  fee  tne  Day, 
Comty  Lord-^  nor  Jet  thy  Promife  fai's 
Nor  itit  thy  Chariots  long  delay , 

C  LXK. 


3^  H  r  M  N  S  and 

LXII.  Chrift  Jefus,  the  Lamb  of  God,  nvorjhi 
by  all  the  Creation y  Rev.  v.  ii,  12,  13. 

X   /^  O  M  E,  let  us  join  our  chearful  Songs, 
VJ     With  Angels  round  the  Throue  ; 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  Tongues 
But  all  their  Joys  are  one. 
s  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dydy  they  cjy. 
To  be  txalted  thus  j 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  Lips  reply, 
For  he  was  (lain  for  us. 

3  Jefus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  Pow'r  Divine  j 
And  Bleflings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be  Lord  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  Sky, 

And  Air,  and  Earth,  and  Seas, 
Confpire  to  lift  thy  Glories  high, 
And  fpeak  thine  endlefs  Praife. 

5  The  whole  Creation  join  in  one, 

To  blefs  the  facred  Name 
Of  hiin  that  fits  upon  the  Throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb.        \ 

LXIIL  ChriftV  Humiliation  and  Exaltation 
Rev.  V.  12. 

1  '\X7'  ^  '^'^  ^^"^^  Honours  (hall  we  brir! 

VV      To  Thee,  O  Lord  oar  God,  the  La 
When  all  the  Notes  that  Angels  (m^, 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  Name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  flain, 

The  Prince  of  Peace  that  groan'd  and  dy'd 
Worthy  to  rife,  and  live,  .md  reign 
At  his  Almighty  Father's  Side. 
«  powVan-l  Dominion  are  his  Due, 
Who  Itood  cuiidemn'd  at  Filate'i  Bar; 

Wifd 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  c 

Wifdom  belongs  to  Jefus  too, 

Though  he  was  charg'd  with  Madnefs  heire. 

4  All  Riches  are  his  Native  Right, 
Yet  he  fuftaiti'd  amazing  Lofs  j 
To  him  afcribe  Eternal  Might,  -^ 
Who  left  his  Weaknefs  on  the  Crofs. 

5  Honour  immortal  muft  be  paid, 
Inrtead  of  Scandal  and  of  Scorn, 
While  Glory  ihines  around  his  Head, 
And  a  biight  Crown  without  a  Thorn, 

6  Bieffings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  Curfe  for  wretched  Men  | 
Let  Angels  found  his  facred  Name, 
And  ev'ry  Creature  fay,  Amen. 

iXIV.   Adoption t  i  John  iii-  i,  &c.  Gal.  vi.  r 

J   TJEHOLD  what  wond'rous  Grace 
-  i3    The  Father  has  beftow'd 
On  Sinners  of  a  Mortal  Race, 
To  call  them  Sons  of  God ! 
J  ■'Tis  no  furprillng  Thing 

That  we  fhould  be  unknown  j 
The  Je^-joio  World  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlafting  Son, 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  muft  be  made  ; 
But  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  here, 
We  fh.  }]  be  like  our  Head. 

4  A  Hope  fo  much  Divine 

May  Trials  well  endure 
May  purge  our  Souls  from  Senfe  and  Sin,, 
As  Chrjft  the  Loid  is  pure, 

5  If  in  my  Father's  Love 

I  fh-\re  a  filial  Part, 
Send  down  ihy  Spirit,  like  a  Dovfj 
To  reft  upon  my  Heart. 

C  a  6  W 


38  H  r  M  N<S   and 

5  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  Slaves  beneath  the  Throne  j 
My  Faith  (hall  Abha^  Father,  cry,. 
And  thou  the  Kindred  own. 

LXV,    Tbe  Kingdoms  of  the  World  become  the  \t 
dams  of  the  Lord\  or,  Tbe  Day  of  Judg 
Rev.  xi.  15. 

f  T     ET  the  Sev'nth  Angel  found  on  hig 
jL-y  Ltt  Shouts  be  heard  through  all  the 
Kings  of  the  Earth,'  with  glad  Accord, 
Give  up  your  Kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 

a  Almighty  God,  thy  Pow'r  afTume, 
Who  wall,  and  a?t,  and  art  to  come: 
Jefus  the  Lamb,  who  cnce  was  Uain, 
For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign  1 

3  The  angry  Nations  fret  and  roar, 
Tiant  they  can  flsy  the  Saints  no  more  ? 
On  Wings  of  Vengeance  flies  our  God 
To  pay  the  long  Arrears  of  Blood. 

4  Now  muft  the  rifi ng  Dead  appear  j 
Now  the  decifive  Sentence  hear; 
Now  the  dear  Martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive  an  infinite  Reward. 

LXVL  Chrift  the  King  at  his  Table,  Sol.  S 
i-  »>  3»  *»  S>  '»>  '3.  17- 

1  T  ET  h'm  embrace  my  Soul,  and  pre 
J__y  Mine  Int'reft  in  his  heav'nly  Love  ; 
1  he  Vf-ice  that  tells  me,  Thou  art  mifie, 
Exceeds  the  Bleffings  of  the  Vine. 

%  On  Thee  th'  anointing  Spirit  came. 
And  fpreails  the  Savour  of  thy  Isiame  j 
That  Oil  of  Gladnefs  and  of  Grace, 
X)raws  Virgin  Souls  to  meet  thy  Face. 


L  Spiritual  SONGS.  39 

fefusy  allure  me  by  thy  Charms, 
My  Soul  fliall  fly  into  th:ne  Arms  1 
3ur  vvand'rjng  Feei,  our  Favours  bring 
To  the  fair  Chambers  of  the  Kirig. 

V/onder  and  Pieafu-e  tunes  cur  Voice, 
*ro  fpeak  thy  Praifes  and  our  Joys  : 
Our  MemVy  keeps  this  Love  of  thine 
Seyond  the  Tafte  of  richeft  Wine,] 
Though  in  ourfelves  deform'd  vre  ar>5^ 
.  And  black  as  Ked:2r  Tents  appear^ 
Vet  when  we  put  thy  Beauties  on, 
Fair  as  the  Cou;  ts  of  'Sclcmcn^ 

While  at  his  Table  fits  the  King, 
He  loves  to  fee  us  fmile  and  iing : 
Our  Graces  are  our  best  Perfume, 
And  breathe  like  Spikenard  round  the  Room,] 
As  Myrrh  new  bleeding  from  the  Tree, 
Such  is  a  dying  Chriji  to  me  ;      ^ 
And  while  he  makes  my  Soul  his  Gueft. 
My  Bofom,  Lord,  fhallbe  thy  Reft. 

No  BeaniS  of  Cedar,  or  of  Fir, 
Can  with  thy  Courts  on  Earth  conipare  ; 
And  here  we  vaifc  until  thy  Love 
Raife  us  to  nobler  Ssats  ctbove.] 

XVIL  Seeking  the  Pafures  o/Chrift,  ibt:  Svephsrd, 
SoiomonV  Song,  i    7.       ^ 

THOU,  whomn^ySc  -  -      -_ 

All  earthly  Joy,  a^. 
Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  '.ti  . 
Where  doth  thy  ivvee.efl  r Mil u- 
Where  is  the  Shado^v  of  that  Rv^.k. 
That  from  the  Sun  dciends  thy  Fiock  ? 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  Sheep, 
Among  them  reft,  Jimong  them  fie'ep. 
Why  Ihould  thy  Brid-i  appear  i  ke  ore       ,  , 
That  turns  afide  to  Paths  Uiiknc^^ '  ^'  '-^ 


..0  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.  ] 

My  ror.uant  Feet  would  never  rove, 

Would  never  feek  another  Love. 
[4  The  Footfteps  of  thy  Flock  I  fee  j 

Thy  fvN'eeteft  Failures  here  they  be  5 

A  wondVous  Feaft  ihy  Love  prepares, 

Bought  with  thy  Wounds,  &  Groans  &Teari 
5  His  deajeft  Flefh  he  makes  my  Food, 

And  bids  me  drink  his  richeil  Blood  ; 

Here  to  thefe  Hills  ray  Soul  w^ili  come, 

Till  my  Bel®ved  lead  me  home.] 

LXVin.   The  Banquet  of  U^vt^  SoL  Song,  ii. 
2,  3»  4)  6,  7. 

X    TJ  E  H  O  L  D  the  Rofe  of  Sharon  here, 
Xy     The  Lillies  v.'hich  the  Vallies  bear  j 
L'ehold  the  Tree  of  Life  that  giv  s 
refrefhing  Fruit,  and  healing  Leares. 

.  A:nongil  the  Thorns  fo  Lillies  fliinej 
Amongft  wild  Goarcs  the  noble  V)ne, 

00  in  mine  Eyes  my  Saviour  proves, 
Amidfl  a  Tlioufand  meaner  Loves. 

3  Beneath  his  cooling  Shade  I  fat, 
T0  fliifcld  rne  from  the  burning  Hen' 
Of  heav-'nly  Fruit  he  fpreads  a  Fea. 
.     To  feed  my  Eyes,  and  pleafe  mv  i  allc. 

[4.  Kindly  he  brought  me  to  the  Place 
Where  Itands  the  hanqoet  of  i'.is  Grace  j 
Hi  faw  me  l;iii>t,  and  o'er  my  Head 

1  he  Banner  of  i  is  Love  he  fpread.    • 

5  With  living  Breid,  and  gen'i-ous  Wine, 
He  chetrs  ihi?  finking  Tleait  of  mine, 
And  r^D'ning:  his  o'^n  Hca;t  to  me. 
He  ftiowr  his  Thou^^hts  how  kin.l  they  be] 
'  Q  never-  'et  my  Lor  J  depart, 
"(  c/j^vcn  and  reft  upon  my  Heart; 
*"    "'?t"''SkAi:Sins  not  once  to  m-'^'e, 

'  '^^'^'^kf,  ;:or  %  iei-e  my  Love. 

LXi: 


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spiritual  SONGS,  41 

Z.  ChrUi  appearing  to  bis  Churchy  avcl  fe eking 
ompanji  Sol.  Song,  ii.  8,  9,  lo,  11,  iz,  13., 


rHE  Voice  of  my  Beloved  founds 
Over  the  Rocks  and  rifing  Grounds; 
fer  Hills  of  Giiilr,  and  Seas  of  Qrief, 
;  leaps,  he  iiies  to  my  Relief. 
;w  through  the  Vale  of  Flefh  I  fee 
ith  Eyes  of  Love  he  looks  at  me  j 
iw  in  the  Gofpels  ckareft  Glafs 
:  fliows  the  Beauties  of  his  Face, 
jntiy  hedraws  my  Heart  along, 
"Both  with  his  Beauties  and  his  Tongue  j 
Rife^  faith  my  Lord,  make  hafie  a^ay^ 
1^0  mortal  Joys  are  ivorih  thy  Stay, 
4.  The  Jewifh  nvint''ry  State  is  gone. 
The  Mijrs  are  fied^  the  Spring  comei  on^ 
The  facred  Turtle-Dove  ive  hear 
Proclaim  the  neixj^  the  joyful  Year, 

5  Th''  Immortal  Vine  of  hta'vnly  Root 
Biojfoms  and  buds,  and  gi^ves  her  Frittt. 
Lo,  we  are  corns  to  tafle  the  Wine  j 
Our  Souls  rejoice,  and  blefs  the  Vine, 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jefus  fay, 

^    Rife  upy  my  Lo<ve^  make  hafie  anvay  ! 
Our  Hearts  would  fain  out-fly  the  Wind/ 
And  leave  all  earthly  Loves  behind. 

LXX.  Chrift  inviting,  and  ths  Church  anf<wcrin^, 
I  ths  Invitation ,  bcl.  Song,  ii,  14,  1^,  17, 

[1   TY  ARK!  The  Rede°ni/>r,  from  on  r;  ^ 
AA     Sweetly  invites  hir;  F.'vViies  nigh  \ 
From  Caves  of  D^rknefs,  and  of  Douut, 
He  gently'  fpeaks  and  calls  us  out. 
a  My  DonjCy  'who  hidefi  in  the  Reck, 
Thine  Heart  ahnojl  fwiih  Sorro'w  broke,, 

C4.  Lift 


♦t  HYMNS    ami  d 

Lift  up  thy  Face,  forget  thy  Fear^ 
And  lit  thy  Voice  delight  mine  Ear. 
3  7/6)'  Voice  to  me  funds  en;er  f^veety 
My  Graces  tn  thy  Ccuuf  nance  mttt ; 
though  the  rvain  World  thy  Face  defpfe, 
^Tis  hrght  and  comely  in  mine  Evss.'] 
[4  Dear  Lord,  our  thankful  Heart  receives 
The  Hope  tliine  Invitation  gives  • 
To  thee  our  joyful  Lips  fhalJ  raife'  > 

The  Voice  of  ^v^ytY,  and  of  Praife.] 
[5  I  am  my  Love's,  and  he  is  mine  j 

OurHeairs,  our  Hopes,  our  Pamons  johl  s 
Nor  let  a  Motion,  nor  a  Word,  ■    * 

Nor  Thought  arife  to  grieve. my  Lord. 

6  My  Soul  to  Pafturesfair  he  leads, 
Amongft  the  Liilies  where  he  feeds  j 
Amongit  the  Saints  (whofe  RoI>es  are  white 
Wafti'd  in  his  Blood)  is  his  ddight. 

7  'Ti!l  the  Day  break,  and  Shadows  flee, 
'i'lii  the-  Iweet  dawning  Light  I  fee, 
Thine  Eyes  to  me-ward  often  turn- 
Nor  let  mv  Soul  in  Darknefs  mourn. 

8  Be  like  a  Hart  on  Mountr.ins  green, 
Leap  oVr  the  Hills  of  Fear  and  Sin  j 
Nor  Guilt,  nor  Unbelief  divide 

My  Love,'  my  Saviour,  from  my  Side.] 

LXXt.  Chrift  found  in  the  Street,  and  brought 
the  Church,  Sol.  Song,  iii.  1,  2,  3,  4,  cT   '' 
'>  F  T  E  N  I  feek  my  Lord  b)'  Night, 
.J     Jefu!,  my  Love,'  my  SouPs  Delight  j 
V; ith  w:»rm  Deiire,  and  reftleis  Thought, 
I  fsck  him  oft,  but  find  him  not. 
Th  n  I  arife,  and  fearch  the  Street, 
Till  I  my  Lord,  my  Saviour,  meet  j 
I  ?.ik  tiie  V/.uchman  of  the  Night, 
:^^,-re  did ,.u  fee  ni^  Soul's  Delight  F 

-i  Some 


'O 


Ji<I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  43 

3  Somenmes  I  find  him  in  my  W?.y, 

Diredleci  by  a  heav'niy  Ray  ; 

I  leap  for  Joy  to  fee  his  Face, 

And  hold  him  faft  in  my  Embrace. 
[4  I  bring  liiin  to  ray  Mother's  Kerne, 

Nor  does  rav  Lord  refufe  to  come 

To  Sion's  iacred  Chambers,  where 

My  Sou!  nrft  drew  the  vital  Air. 

5  He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding  Heart, 
Pierc'd  for  my  fake  with  deadly  Smart  5 
I  give  n^y  Soul  to  iiini,  and  t'rere 

Our  Loves  their  mutusl  Tokens  fliare,] 

6  I  charge  you  all,  ye  earthly  Toys, 
Approach  not  to  diilurb  my  Joys ; 

Nor  Sin,  nor  Hell,  come  ne-.r  my  Hearty 
Nor  caufe  ray  Saviour  to  depart,- 

LXXIL  TL^  Coronaticn  of  Chrift,  and  Efpciifals  of 
the  Churchy  Sol,  Song  iii.  2. 

I   1"^.  Aughters  of  Sion,  come,  behold 
X./     1  ^"6  Crown  of  Honour  and  of  Gold, 
Which  the  gl?,d  Church,  with  joys  imkncwn. 
Piac'd  on  the  Head  of  Solomon. 

a-  Jefus,  thou  everlafling  King, 

Accept  the  Tributs  which  we  briftg  5 
Accept  the  well  deferv'd  Renown, 
And  wearoiir  Praiffs  a<:  thy  Crown, 

3  Let  every  A. 61  cf  Vvoif?iJp  be 

Like  our  Efpoufah,  Lord,  for  7"bee  .3 
Like  the  dear  Hour  when  from  above;, 
Wefiill  receJv'd  thy  r'ledgf  of  Love, 

4  The  Gladncfs  of  ih.^t  happy  Day  ? 
Our  I^earts  would  wi/li  it  long  to  ftay  | 
Nor  \t\  our  Fait  h  forfake  its  Hold, 

Nor  (  omlort  fmk.  nor  Love  grow  cold;.. 
5.  Each  following  .'v'inutc,  as  it  fii.s. 
Increase  thy  Lraifc,  impn;ve  our  Joysv 

^5  '        Til] 


44 


HYMNS    and 


B.I 


Till  we  are  rVisM  ta  fing  tby  Name, 
At  thegr-jat  Sypperot  rhe  Lat;  b. 
6  O  that  liie  Months  would  roll  away, 
And  i^i  ing  thrit  Coronation  Day  ! 
'IfeeKiogorGrace  fh:iii  fiil  the  Throne, 
With  all  his  Father's  Glories  on. 

LXXIII.  77',?  Church's  Beauty  in  the  Eyes  o/'Chrift 

Sol.  Song  iv.  1,10,11,7,9,8. 
I    JP^  IN  D  is  the  Speech  of  Chriit  our  Lord,  ^ 

X^s.     Aff=:6tion  founds  in  evYy  Word  ; 

Lo,  t!^cu  art  fair,  my  Lo'vey  he  cries, 

N.)t  theyoui!^  Do^ves  ha've  ftveiter  Eyes. 
[2  Szoeet  are  thylAps,  thy  f  leafing  Voice 

Saluiit  mine  Ear  ^..liihfdcret  Joys  ; 

N')  Spice  fo  much  dtlighis  the  Smell, 

Nor  t/liik  nor  Htmey  tafiefo  'Well. 

3  Tbou  art  allfair^  my  Bride^  to  me, 
I  -a-ili  btrboid  no  Spot  in  ihee. 

Whar  mighty  Wonde;s  Love  perfoims, 
And  puts  a  Comelin..  Is  on  Worms  I 

4  Dehl'd  and  l(>:ithibme  as  ws  are. 

He  maktc  us  uhite,  ard  calls  us  fair; 
Adorns  us  vsirh  thatheav'nly  Drefs, 
His  Graces  and  his  Righteoulnefs. 

5  Ai^  Sijier  atid  mySjicufe^  he  cries, 
Bound  to  my  Heart  by  various  Tics. 
Thy  poiu'r/ul  Lo'Ve  wy  Heart  d.tains 
In  (iron?i  DeliJ:t  a7id  fhafvng  Chains. 

6  He  cai!s  me  liom  tne  Leopard's  Den, 
From  th)s  wild  World  of  Beads  and  Men, 
To  Sion.  where  his  Glorias  are  ; 

Noi  Lebuhon  is  haif  fo  fair, 
■^  Kor  I^eas    rpie;-;  nor  fiow'ry  Plains, 
No;  vni\\\\y  foys.  noreaitMy  Pains, 
::"bali  held  rrjy  Feet,'  or  force  my  Stay, 
•'^  i:en  CbriJ  invjt<rs  my  Soul  away. 

LXXIV, 


B.  L  Spiritual  SONG  .". 


LXXiV.    Thi  Church   the  Garden  of  Chnu,  M 
Song  iv.  J  2,  14,  15,  a':<i  v.  i. 

J  W^  E  afs  a  Garden  wali'd  around, 
%  V      Chofen  ^iwd  made  peculiar  Ground 
A  litrle  Spot,  enclos'd  by  Gi'ace, 
Out  of  the  'World's  v^Jde  Wildernefs, 

2  Like  Trees  of  Myrrh  and  Spic«  weftand, 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  Hand  j 
And  all  his  Springs  in  Sion  fioW; 
To  make  the  young  Plantation  grow. 

-3  Awake,  O  heav'nly  Wind,  and  come^ 
Blow  on  this  Garden  of  Perfume  j 
Spirit  Divine  !  defcend  and  brtaihe 
A  gracious  Gale  on  Plimts  beneath, 

4  Make  our  belt  Spices  flow  abroad 
To  entertain  our  Saviour  God  j 
And  Faith,  and  Love,  and  joy  appear. 
And  ev'ry  Grace  be  active  here. 

[5  Let  my  beloved  come  and  talle 
His  pleafant  Frjits  at  iiis  own  Feaft. 
I  come,  my  Sfoufe,  I  come}  he  cries^ 
With  Love  and  Pleafurein  his  Eyes. 

6  Our  Lord  into  his  Garden  comes, 
We]]  pleas'd  to  fmeil  our  poor  FerfumeSj 
And  calls  US  to  a  Feaft  divine. 

,  Sweeter  than  Honey,  Milk,  or  Wine. 

7  Eat  of  the  Tree  of  Life,  my  friends  ^ 
The  Bhjftngs  that  my  Father  fends  3 
Your  Tafefhall  alltny  Dainties  p'-o've. 
And  drink  Abundance  '"^fmy  t.ove, 

%  Jefusy  we  wi:i  fitquent  thy  Boards 
And  fmg  the  Bounties  of  cur  Lojd. 
Biit  the  rich  Food,  on  which  weiive^ 
Demands  more  Praife  tiian  Tongue  can  give 

C  C  LXXV 


•^'^  ^^  y  "^  N  S  and  g 

LXX^^  ^he  Defcnptlon  of  Chrift  the  Edo-ued,  S 

^        vv  hy  1  ihoulri  love  my  7./;^,  r,  . 
^^«/  ^/.^  ^.iV  Charnis,  fav  thev    .h     e  ' 
f>^.  Objeas  of  a  ^.rtal  Lo^^  ^^^'^ 
*  Yes,  my  Beloved,  to  my  Sight 

^he«s  a  /weet  Mixture,  Red  and  White 
Ail  human  Bea.Mes,  all  Divine,  ' 

in  my  Eelcred  meet  and  iliise 

Red  wnh  the  Bl.:x)d  he  fn,d  for  me j 
Ti.e  raireft  of  Ten  Thoufand  Fairs, 
A  5iin  amongft  Ten  Thoufand  Stars. 
L4  ii=s  Head  the  fineft  Gold  excels 

Tl;^'  ^f  ^^'\^'\'^'  ^"  Perf;  aion  dwells ; 
/Jnd  Glory  hke  a  Croun  adorns  ' 
Ihofe  Temples  once  befet  with  Tl.orns. 

5  Coinpaffions  in  his  Heart  are  found. 
Hard  bv  the  Signals  cfhis  Wound: 
H>^  Jocred  S'de  no  more  fhi!]  bear 
J  .ir  crpe.  bcourge,  the  piercing  Spear.] 

it  Hi.  H:*nds  sre  fairer  to  behold 

Than  Diamonds  fei:  m  R,ngs  of  Gold  : 
Thofe  r;.av;nly  Hands  th.t  on  the  Tree 
;A  ere  r:.,lM,  and  torn,  and  bled  for  me. 

7    rhough  once  he  bow'd  his  feeble  Knees- 
Loaded  with  Sins  and  Agonies,  '        ' 

New  on  the  Throne  of  his  Command, 
H.s  Le^5  hke  MarhJe  Pillars  ftand.] 

[8  f  .sE.es  are  Majefty  and  Love,' 
1  he  E,gle  ^emper'd  .nh  thr.  Dove^ 
No  mere  fhall  trickling  f:crrows  roH 
isbrou^ry  thofe  riear  V'l'-.dows  of  his  Soul 
^  t";  "^^^'/^^  ^^at  Pour'd  out  long  Co!T^plvnt<: 
Nov  fraile.,  and  cheers  liis  fai/tiag  s:^n\s , 

His 


3. 1.  Sfiritml  :  0  K  G  :..  ^7 

His  Counten?.nce  more  grace''-\i  is 
T\\2in Lebcnon  with  ali  its  Trees. 
10  All  over  giorions  is  niy  I,crd; 
Mufi:  be  beiov'd,  a\id  \  - 
Kis  Worth  ^f  all  the  N;-      . 
Sure  the  whole  EarJt  v;.ou  a  ir       :.;..-  'oo. 

Earth,   cjoi.  Song  vi.  ;, 

1  T  X  r  HEN  Stran?ers  ftand  and  near  me  teli 

V  V        What  Beauties  in  mv  >a-  ion.- dwr]!  f 
Where  he  is  gOiie  they 
That  they  may  feek  a=   . 

2  My  beft  Beloved  keeps  i.is  IhioMie 

On  Hills  of  Light,  in  Worlds  \niknown  j 
But  he  defcends,  and 'i  =ce 

In  the  young  Gardens  je. 

[3  In  Vineyards  planted  by  h:3  Hr.nd, 
Wber?"  fruitful  Trees  in  Order  fcand  j 
He  f:2ds  ajnong  the  fpi^y  Beds, 
Where  Liliies  (how  their  fpotlefs  Heads. 

4.  He  has  engrofs'd  my  wsrmeft  Love, 
No  earthly  Charms  my  Soul  can  move  5 
I  have  a  Manllon  m  Ws  Heart, 
Nor  Death  nor  Hell  fliall  make  us  part.] 

«He  lakes  my  Soul  e'er  I'm  aware, 
And  ihews  me  where  hi?;  Glories  are^ 
No  Chariot  of  /^rni/usd.ib 
The  heav'/dy  Rapture  can  defcribe, 
[6  0  rp.ay  my  Spirit  d.iiiy  nfe 

On  Wingr  of  Faith  above  the  Skies, 
Tiil  DeathTnali  m:<ke  mv  hft  Remove, 
To  dwell  fcr  f^ver  with  my  Love. 


LXX^ril, 


4g  HYMNS    and  B 

LXXVir.  rhe  Lnnje  of  Chrift  to  the  Church,  in 
Lanruage  to  h^r^  and  Pro'V'fions  J  or  her,  S 
.'^cn:.^  vii.  5,  6  9,   12,   13. 

r   XTOW  in  the  Gairries  oH.is  Grace 
,i  NJ     Appears  th^  King,  and  thus  he  faysj 
Ho^w  fair  fny  Saints  are  in  fny  Sight ! 
My  Lo^e.  hoifj  phafarJ  J  or  Delight ! 

2  Kind  is  thy  Language,  S :'V\'-eign  Lord, 
T]}.QVfi's  htav'nly  Grace  inevYy  Werd  j 
rro'Ti  that  dear  Mouth  a  Stream  divine 
I':   \v:.  i.veeter  than  the  c'u.iceft  Wine. 

3  S  ch  v\'ond'rc'-iS  Love  awakes  the  Lip 
Oi'  Saiats  that  were  ahnolt  afleep, 
To  Ipeak  ihe  Praifcs  of  thy  Naw.e, 
And  ir>-.kes  our  ccid  AfFedions  fiame, 

4  7  Ivfe  are  the  Joys  he  lets  us  know, 
In  Field*  and  Villages  belo  a  ; 
G'vt^  i?s  a  Relifli  of  his  Love, 

Bi  t  keeps  hjs  nobkft  Feail  above. 

5  I)!  ^araHife,  within  the  Gates, 
An  higher  Entertainment  waits; 
F'.iiitf  new  an'i  old  ]r.id  up  in  Store, 
V/here  we  fna'l  feed,  but  thirft  no  more. 

T-XXVUI.  7hp  Strenx^tb  of  Chn'ftV  Lo^f,  andth. 
StuVs  feahufy  of  her  cwn,  Sol.  Sung  viii,  5,  i 
7,  J3,  1^. 

f  .    \%J  H  O  is  this  fair  One  jn  Piltr.  v, 

VV       Th^;  tiavels  fr'.m  the  Wiiiiemefs  ? 

r\iid  prtfs  d  wi  h  Sorrows,  and  v  'tli  isins. 

<.  n  he  J  b'-]o7«»i'  Lord  Ihe  itars. 
a  This  is  'he  Spoufe  li  Ch'ii>  o  .y  (      i 

Jjo'.jg  ;t  wii!)  >he  T^•eafur■';^.  •:f  Vs  '.'     u  - 

And  her  i^.eq»j>  ^,  ard  her  Compi  ill'. 

( .  but  tic.  Voice  o'  evrv  Saint.] 


I 

'..  I.  Spiritual  S  O^N  G  S,  49 

<•  O  let  my  Name  engr:^ven  iland, 
(i  "  B.Ab  OR  thy  Keartr  and  on  thy  Hnnd  ; 

<<  Seal  me  upon  thhie  Arm,  and  wear 

<<  That  Hedge  of  Love  for  ever   h:    v 

<f  Stronser  than  De::th  thy  Love  \ 
'  <«  Which  Floods  of  Wrath  qqS-  :.  ...va  i 

<«  And  Hell  and  Earth  in  val  .  : 

'*  To  quench  a  Fire  fo  muGh 

<'  But  I  a^n  jealous  of  niy  K 

'<  Left  it  (houid  once  Oo-.r  -/  :  ; 

*'  Tl;^n  le^; -h     K;  .:. 

«  A--  a  fail-  ^igr.c_    :     -    .: 
.  ''  Tid  thou  halt  brought  me  to  Uiy  Llonie, 

«<  Where  Fears  and  DoiiSts  aa  iicv^r  ccme  j 

*'  I'hy  Coiint'nance  let  nne  ofien  let, 

"■  And  often  thou  flialt  hear  from  me, 
'  '*  Come,  iny  Beloved,  hTrr?away, 

^-  Cut  fhort  the  Hou;  s  c-  vhy  Delay  j 

'•  Ft'/  like  a  yoiuhful  Hart  or  Pvoe 

•*  Ovei  the  Hiils  whf  re  Spices  grow. 

LXXIX.  A  Mornl^!^  hjmn,  Pfalm  xJx,  5,  8,  and 

ixxiii.  24.,  25. 
I  f^  OD  of  the  Morning,  at  whofe  Voic€ 
VjJ"     The  chearfnl  Sun  m:.kes  Halte  to  rifc^ 
And  lik-  a  Gi'int  dot!'  r^joire 
o  run  his  Journey  through  the  Skies. 
fom  the  t'rir'T'hanTbers  of  che  Eaji 
The  C-iiCuit  of  hi:.  Race  b:gino, 
„   An<i,  wi-hout  Wesrinei;  or  Kell^ 

Rv  Mnd  the  vdiole  Farth  he  fiu-i  and  {l.i'nes,  ,    ' 
3  O,  like  the  S  ill,  ?.  :iv  I  ^v^h 
Th^Hpno)    te  :  Dun  3  ■.?  .  u;  D.y, 
With  iCHd>  .vJnid  and  a.\;ve  >Vi]i 
March  or,  and  keep  nw  hcav'niy  Way, 
[4  B^>t  !  ihali  rc'^c  ai:d  lif:  Hj-  Race, 
I'  ("oJ,  my  j;ur.,  ih-i'io  d^iappear.. 

Ant. 


I 


5c  HYMNS  and  B.  I 

And  ItSv-s  me  in  the  World's  v/jld  Maze, 
i  o  friiOvv  ev'ry  wandVing  Star. 

5  Lord,  thy  Commands  are  clean  ?.nd  pure, 
Enii-ht'nirg  our  beclouded  Eyes  j 
Tl-.y  I  hre^t'nings  ]\\i\,  thy  Promife  fare, 
Thy  Gofpel  srakes  ihe  Simple  wife.] 

6  Give  me  thy  Counfei  for  my  Guide, 
And  ihen  receive  me  to  thy  Biifs ; 
Aii  my  Dcfircs  and  Hopes  befide 
Are  faait  a)^  c.id,  compar'd  with  this. 

LXXX.   An  E'vemng  Hymn,  Pfalm  iv.   8,  and  iii. 
5,  6,  and  cxliii.  8. 

I  rir\  K  u  S  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 

J.       'I  hus  far  his  Fow'r  prolongs  my  Days,. 
And  evYy  Ev'ning  fliall  make  known 
Some  fVefh  Memorial  of  his  Grace. 

»  Much  of  m^  Time  has  run  to  wafte, 
And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  Home  ^ 
But  he  forgives  my  Follies  paft, 
He  gives  me  Strength  for  Days  tocorne. 

3  I  lay  my  Body  down  to  Sleep, 
Peace  is  the  Pillow  for  my  Head  j 
While  well-appointed  Angels  keep 
Thei:  watchful  Stations  round  my  Bed. 

4  In  vain  the  Sons  of  Earth  or  Hell, 

Tell  me  ^  thonfand  frightful  Things,  V 

My  God  in  Safety  makes  vwt  dwell  % 

Penraih  the  Sliadow  of  his  Wings. 

[c  Faith  in  his  Name  forbids  my  Fe.irj  , 

O  may  ll-y  Prefence  ne'er  depart  ! 
Ar.d  in  the  Morning  make  me  he.ir 
The  Love  an  I  Kiiid'nefs  of  thy  Heart. 

6  Thus  whon  the  Night  of  Death  fnall  crme. 
My  rieih]ha)i  r-ft  beneath  the  Ground, 
And  wait  thy  Voi;  e  to  rotifc  mv  Tom'b, 
"WithTweet  Salvation  in  the-  Sound.] 

LXXXI. 


spirit -<-'        '     '    G  S,  - 

LXXXr.    A  Son^ ^  for  :.. . ;  :..r.^  c"  E'vmnir,  Li... 

I  iii.  23.  lia.  >:iv.  7. 

,  J   T\  /r  Y  God,  how  endlefs  i;  thy  Lovc  ' 

I     XVI     '^fiy  Gifts  are  evYy  Ev'ning  new  ; 

\     And'Moniing  Mercies,  fi  om  abcve, 

Gently  diitil  like  early  Dcw. 
1  Thou  fpread'ft  the  Curtains  cf  the  Kig-'^tj 
Great  Guardi3.n  of  my  ilefping  Hours  ; 
Thy  Sov'reign  ^^"016  rtlf -res  :Le  Light, 
And  quickeps  all  my  drowzy  Pcw'is. 

i  3  1  yield  my  PowYs  to  thy  CGHimand, 
To  thee  I  confecraie  my  Days  :- 
Perpetual  Biefi>ngs  from  thine  Hand 
Demand  perpetual  Songs  of  Praife, 

j  LXXXII.  God  far  ahcve  Creatures  \  or,  Man  n;ah 

and  mortal^  Job  iv.  i7---ai. 
ii  QHALL  the  vile  Race  of  Flefti  and  Blood? 

L^     Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  ?' 

Shr-II  mortal  "^'^»"ornis  prefume  to  be  . 

'    ore  Holv^  Wifs,  Cr  Jvit  tnSip  He-- 
.   .li  hold,  he  puts  his  Trult  in  ncne 

Of  all  the  Spirits  round  his  Throne  ; 
i     Their  Natures,  \\heii  compard  with  his, 
\    'Are  neither  Holy,  JnTc,  noi  Wife. 

tBut  how  much  mea.  er  Tr.ing?  are  th-^y 
Who  fpring  fr'  ni  Duft,  and  dwell  in  Ciay  ' 
Touch'd  by  ':he  Finders  oT  ihy    v-'rarh. 
We  faint  aJKt  •a;^^^;i  like  ;;r  ;-•■ -\ 

4  From  Nighi    o  Tc -.  f.-rp 

We  die  by  Ti..u'ciPds  la  ,b,    ...;;, 
Biiry'd  in  Dull  whole  Nations  lie 
LiKe  a  forgotten  Vani'v. 

5  Almighty  Fow^r,  to  7 
Kow  frail  are  vvt :  bov-  ■ 
No  mo--    -         V  s  of  Ear  It. 
With  a-  ^^  3odcompi^.^ 

LXXXiiL 


HYMNS   and  B.I. 

LXXXIII.  AffiiSlhnt  and  D'eat^  under  Profvidenc^, 
•Job  V.  6,  7,  8. 

NO  T  from  the  Duft  Affliaion  crov.-s, 
Nor  Troubles  rife  by  Chance  j 
Yet  we  are  born  to  Cares  and  Woes, 
A  fad  Inhei  itance  ! 
%  As  Sparks  break  out  from  burning  Coal?, 
And  flill  are  upwards  borne  j 
So  Grief  is  rooted  in  our  Souls, 
And  Man  grows  up  to  mourn, 

3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  Caufe, 

And  truft  his  promi.sM  Grace  j 
Ke  rules  me  by  his  well-known  Laws 
Of  Love  and  Righteoufnefs. 

4  Not  all  the  Pains  th«t  e^er  I  bore 

Shall  fpcil  my  fufurc  Pt-ace, 
For  Death  and'Heil  can  do  no  more 
Than  what  my  f  atiier  pleafe.  . 

^;  XXXIV.  Salvotiqn,  Ji^htioufnefsi  and  Sirer-i 
in  Chnft,  Ifa.  xiv.  21 -.-25 

-    <vf  HO.VA  H  {peaks,  let  Jfr'el  hear, 
^    Let  a\\  the  Earth  rejoice  and  icar. 
VVhile  God's  eternal  Son  proclaims 
His  SovVeign  Honours  and  his  Names.  it 

£  <*  I  r>.ir\  the  Lait,   and  I  the  Firft,  ^ 

"  The  Savicur  God,  and  God  the  Juft  i 
*'  There's  none  luTide  pretends  to  ihew 
"  bach  Jultice  and  Salvation  too. 

[3  «<  Ve  that  in  fha.ks  of  Darknefs  dwell, 
'<  jull  on  the  Verge  of  Death  ar.d  HeU, 
*<  Lcok  uo  to  me  fr^^m  diftant  Lands, 
*♦  Lighc,  Life  and  Heav'n,  are  in  my  Hapds. 

4  "  I  by  rnv  holy  N:m::  have  fworn, 
"  Nor  (hall  the  Word  in.  vain  return  j     ' 

••    JLO 


8 A.  spiritual  SONGS. 


■»  I     «<  .To  me  fhall  all  Things  bend  the  Knee, 
*'  And  ev'ry  Tongue  fhall  fwear  to  me,] 
I  5  **  In  me  alone,  fhaJi  Men  confefs, 

«<  Lies  all  their  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs  : 
I     "  But  fuch  as  dare  deipife  my  Name, 
I     **  I'll  clothe  them  with  eternal  Shame. 
I  5  "In  me  the  Lord,  (hall  ail  the  Seed 
I     "  Of  //rV/from  their  Sins  be  freed, 

"  And  by  their  fliining  Graces  prove 
!     <*  Their  IntVeft  in  my  pard'ning  Love. 

LXXXV.  ne  fame. 

I  r^HB  Lord  on  high  proclaims 
Jl      His  Godhead  from  his  Throne, 
Mercy  and  Jufticf  are  the  Names 
By  IX! hie h  I  nxiiU  be  bno<wn> 
a  Ye  dying  Souls  that  fit 
\  In 'Darin efs  and  Dijhefs^ 

Lcok  from  the  Borders  of  the  Fit 
To  my  reconiring  Gracs, 
,  3  Sinners  fhall  hear,  the  Sound.  ^ 
w        Their  thankful  Tongues  fiiall  own^ 
Our  Righteoufnefs  and  Strength  is  jound 
In  Thety  the  Lard  al^ne. 
|bln  Thee  (hall  Ifr'd  tru<^, 
1^    And  fee  their  Guil^  for$?f.v'n  ; 
God  will  pronounce  the  Sinners  \\.A^ 
And  take  the  Saints  lo  Heav  n, 
\ 

LXXXVh    Cod  Holy,  JuJ},    -.nd  Scvercign,   J.h 
ix,  %-":q. 

»   O  O  W  /lioKld  the  ^or.^  of  Adam's  Race 
4  J      Be  pure  before  their  God  ? 
If  he  contend  in  Righteouuiefs, 
We  fail  beneath  hia  Rod. 


3I  H  Y  M  N  S    and  B.  tj  I 

a  To  vir.(^ie?te  my  V/ords  and  Thoughts^ 
I'il  m ikt-  no.  m .re  Pretence  ; 
Not  one  of  all  my  thoufarsci  Faults 
Can  benr  a  jo^:  Defence. 
3  Stror.gis  his  Arm,  bis  Heart  is  wife  j 
What  vain  Prefiimers  dare 
Againit  their  Maker's  Hand  to  rife. 
Or  tempt  th'  un'?qual  War? 
[4.  Mountains,  by  bis  A:J,;iigbty  Wrath,, 
From  their  old  .Seats,  are  torn  j 
He  (hakes  the  F arth  irbm  Houth  to  NortB^ 
A ud  all  her  f  illars  mourn. 

5  Ke  bids  the  bun  forbear  to  rife, 

Th'  obedient  Sun  forbears  j 
Kis  Hand  vith  inckciotb  fpreads  the  Skles^ 
And  feals  Dp-^I!  the  Stars. 

6  He  walks  upon  the  ftormy  Seaj 

Files  en  the  ftormy  Wind; 
Ti'e-e's  nore  c  ui  trace  his  vond'rcus  V/.t.  . 
Or  iiis  daik  xCootlteps  find. 

tXXXVII.  Gcd  dTJcelis  nvifb  the  humble  and  ftm- 
^^  tmU  Ifn.  ivli.  15,  16. 

1   ^"-»  H  U  S  f-.iih  rhe  high  and  lofty  One, 

X       "  I  fit  upon  mv  holy  Thror.e  j  \ 

■'   ^ '  '  Nnn:e  is  God,  I  dweil^n  high  i  ^ 

!  i  my  own  Ltefnity.'  -  , 
^  ■     .. .    I  ('.efcend  to  Worlds  below, 
««  O  ■  L^^nh  I  have  a  Vi.^nfion  too'; 
-'  ';  .. :  humble  Spirit  and  contrite 
"  1.  .in  i^bode  of  my  Delight. 
3  <•    rhe  humble  Soul  my  Words   revive, 
«<  I  bid  t'.ic  mourning  Smner  liv    , 
•'  He;-'!  ali  the  b!ok(,n  Hearts  I  fisi  1 
«'  Aiid  eafe  ihe  Sonowa  of  the  Mmd. 

4  «  V/hen 


B.  I.  Spintual    S  0  N  G  S.  55 

^  «*  When  f  contend  agninii  their  Sin, 

'*  Jil  make  them  know  how  vile  theyVe  been 

*<  But  fliould  my  Wrath  forever  fmcke, 

*«  Their  SchIs  would  link  beneath  my  Strokev' 

5  0  may  thy  pard'ning  Grace  be  nigh, 
Left  we  fliould  faint,  defpair  and  die  !'' 
Thus  fliall  our  better  Thoughts  agprove 
The  Methods  of  thy  chail'ning  Love„ 

LXXXVTII.  Llfg  the  Day  of  Grace  and  Vkp, 
Ecclef.  ix.  4s  5,  6,  lo. 

J  T     I  F  E  is  the  Time  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
1   J    The  Time  t'  infure  the  great  Reward  ; 

-'  And  while  the  Lamp  holds  out  to  burn;, 
The  viieft  Sinner  may  return, 

[4  Life  is  the  Hour  that  God  has  giv'n 
To  Tcape  from  HeJl,  and  fly  to  VitzM'ti ; 
The  Day  of  Grace,  and  Mortals  may 
Secure  the  Bieffings  of  the  Day.] 

3  The  Living  know  that  they  rnufl:  diej, 
But  all  the  Dead  forgotten  lie  j 
Their  Mem'r)'  and  their  Sejife  isgone^ 
H       Alike  unkHowiiig  and  unknown. 

[4  Their  Hatred'and  theii  Lcve  is  Jol^^ 
Their  Envy  hnriPu  in  the  Duft; 
I     They  have  no  Share  in  a!?  that's  ^.on* 
^     Beneath  the  Circuit  of  the  Su,-,  1 

5  Then  what  ray  Thoughtr.  defi^r:  ^r>  do. 
My  Hands  With  all  your  ifue, 
Since  no  Device,  nor  \V                   -d^ 
NorFaitJ,  nor  Hope,  be:. '^.r'.  ti;e  Ground: 

6  There  are  no  Acts  of  Pardon  pgft 
In  the  cold  Grave  to  which  we  hafte  ■ 
But  Darkrefs,  Death,  and  ir.ng  |?efpair^ 
Rcigu  in  eternal  Siknct:th'.rs/ 


5^  HYMNS  and  B. 

LXXXIX.  Yomh  and  Judgmenty  Eccl.  xi.  5, 

t  X?"  E  Sons  of  Aiam^  vain  and  young, 

Y    Indulge  yourEyes,  indulge  your  Tongi 
Taite  the  Delights  your  Souls  defire, 
And  give  a  Loo(e  to  all  your  Fire. 

%  Purfue  the  Plejifure  you  defign. 

And  cheer  your  Hearts  with  Songs  and  Wif 
Enjoy  the  Day  of  Mirth,  but  know, 
There  is  a  Day  of  Judgment  too. 

3  God  from  on  high  beholds  your  Thoughts, 
His  Book  records  your  feeret  Faults  j 
The  Works  of  Darknefs,  you  have  done. 
Mull  all  appear  before  the'Sun, 

4.  Tlie  Vengeance  to  your  Fellies  due, 
Should  (Irikeyour  Hearts  with  Terror  throug 
How  will  >e  ftand  before  his  Face, 
Or  anfwer  for  hisinjur'd  Grace  ? 

5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  Eyes 
From  thefe  alluring  Vanities, 
And  let  the  Thunder  of  thy  Word, 
Awake  their  Souls  to  fear  the  Lord. 


XC.  Toe  fame. 


3   T     O  the  young  Tribes  of  Adam  riie, 
B   J    And  through  all  Nature  1  ove,  ^ 

Fulfil  the  Wilhes  of  their  Eyes,  ] 

And  taile  the  Joys  they  love.  " 

a  They  give  a  Locfe  to  wild  Defires  \ 
But  let  the  Sinners  know 
Tki.'  itrifl  Account  that  God  requires 
O;"  all  the  Works  they  do. 
i  The  Judge  prepirea  his  Throne  en  high. 
The  fi  ighted  Earth  and  Seas 
Avoid  the  Fury  of  his  Eye,  ^ 

And  fiee  before  his  Face. 

4  Ho 


: 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS,  57 

4  How  (hall  I  bear  that  dreadful  Day, 
And  ftand  the  fiery  Teft  I 
I  give  all  mortal  Joys  away, 
To  be  for  ever  bleil. 

XCI.  Achice  to  Voiith ;  or,  Old  Age  andDtaih  in  an 
uncon-veriid  Stale,  Eccl.  xii.  i^  7,  Ifa.  Ixv.  zo, 

1  "VT  ^"^^  ^"  the  Heat  of  youthful  Blood,  < 
i^      Remember  your  Creator  God  5 
Behold  the  Months  come  haft'ning  on. 
When  you  fhall  fay,  My  Joys  are  gone, 

:   Behold,  the  aged  Sinner  goes. 
Laden  with  Guilt  and  heavy  Woes, 
Down  to  the  Regions  of  the  Dt^.6f 
With  endlefs  Curfes  on  his  Head. 

3  The  Duft  returns  to  Duft  again  | 
The  Soul,  in  Agonies  of  Pain, 
Afcends  to  God,  not  thereto  d<,vel], 
But  hears  her  Doom,  and  finks  to  KelL 

4  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  Name, 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am  j 
And  when  my  Soul  muft  hence  remove. 
Give  me  a  Manfion  in  thy  Love, 


% 


XCn.  QW\^  the  Wifdom  of  God,  Pro'/,  vii: 

SH  A  L  L  Wifdom  cry  aid"!, 
And  not  her  Speech  be  i>eard  ? 
The  Voice  of  Clod's  eternal  Word, 
Deferves  it  no  Regard  ? 
a  **  I  was  his  chief  Delight, 
•'  His  everJafting  Son, 
«  Before  the  fi;  ft  ;  f  all  his  Work-, 
'*  Creation,  was  be^-uij. 
[3  ".Before  the  %!n2-  Clouds, 
'*  Befor?  the  I'wlid  Land^ 


t 


:^  H  r  M  N  S  and 

"  Before  the  Fields,  before  the  Flood, 
**  I  dwelt  at  his  Right  Hand. 

4  "  V/l-,en  he  adorn'd  the  Skies, 

**  And  buiitHhem,  I  was  there, 
*'  To  order  when  the  Sun  fhould  rife, 
"  And  marlhal  ev'ry  Star. 

5  '*  When  he  pour'd  out  the  Sea, 

"  And  fpread  the  flowing  Deep, 
**  I  gave  the  Flood  a  lirm  Decree 
**  In  its  ovNR  Bounds  to  keep.] 

6  '*  Upon  the  empty  Air 

"  The  Earth  was  balianc'd  wel? ; 

'*  With  Joy  1  faw  the  Manfion  where 

**  The  Sons  of  Men  (hould  dwell. 

7  ♦*  My  bufy  Thoughts  at  firft 

"  On  their  Salvation  ran, 
*•  E'er  Sin  was  b  .rn,  or  Adatn's  Dui\ 
*^  Was  falhion'd  to  a  Man. 
I  *'  Then  come,  receive  my  Grace, 
"  Ye  Children,  and  be  wife  ; 
''  Happy  the  Man  that  keeps  my  Ways, 
**  The  Man  that  fhans  them  dies. 

XCIII.  Chrift,  or  W'tfdomy  ohefd  or  rejlj^ed,  Pro\ 

t  np  HU S  faich  the  Wifdom  of  the  Lord, 
1    "  Blefs'd  is  the  Man  that  hears  my  Wor 
**  Keeps  daily  Watch  before  my  Gates, 
*'  And  at  my  Feet  tor  Mercy  waits. 

%  "  The  Soul  that  fceks  me  fhall  obtain 
**  Immotal  Wealth  ai.d  heav'nly  Gain  j 
"  Immortal  Life  is  his  Reward, 
*'  Life,  and  theFav  ur  of  the  Lord, 

I  *•  But  the  vile  Wretch  that  flies  Irom  mc, 
«<  Doth  his  own  Sou)  an  Injury; 
*'  Fools  that  agaii)ft  my  Grace  rebel 
**  Seek  Dcaih,  anU  loirc  the  Read  to  Heli. 

xcn 


1 


I.  Spiritual   S  v     .     .    ,\  59 

CIV.  Jujiificaiion  by  Faith,  not  hy  Works -^  or, 
The  Lanjo  condannSi  Grac£  Jnfifies.  Rom  iiir 
i9---a2. 

VAIN  are  the  Hopes  the  Schis  of  Men 
On  their  own  Vv'^orks  have  built  j 
Their  Hearts  by  Nature  ail  unclearij 

And  all  tkeir  A6lions  Guilt. 
Let  Jc^JJ  and  Gentile  ^.o^iXhtu  MoiltliE^ 

Without  a  murraTing  Word, 
And  the  whole  Race  or  Adam  ftand  ^ 

Guilty  before  the  Lord 
In  vam  we  afk  God's  righteous  Law 

To  jui'lify  us  now, 
Since  to  convince,  and  to  condemn; 

Is  all  the  Law  can  do. 
Jefus,  how  glorious  is  thy  Grace^ 

When  in  thy  Name  we  truft  ! 
Our  Faith  receives  a  Righteoulnefs 
.   That  makes  the  Sinner  juft, 

ICV .  RfgL^nvation,' ]ohn  i.  13,  and  iii.  3,  &c, 

NOT  all  the  oTitward  Forms  on  Earth, 
Nor  Rites  that  God  has  giv'n, 
|Kor  Wilf  of  Man,  nor  Blood,  nor  Birthj 
Can  raife  a  Soul  to  Heaven, 

(The  Sov'reTgn  Will  of.  God  alone 
K  Creates  us  Heirs  of  Grace  ; 
Bern  in  the  Image  of  his  Son, 

A  new  peculiar  Race, 
ffhe  Spirit  like  fome  heav'niy  Wind 

Blows  on  the  Sons  of  Flefn, 
New-n-iodels  all  the  carnsl  Mind, 

And  forms  the  Man  afrefh. 
Our  quicken'd  Souls  awake,  and  rife 

From  the  long  Sleep  of  Death  j 

On  Iteav'nly  Things  we  fix  cor.  Eyes, 

And  Praife  employs  our  BTtath. 


6o  HY  M  N  S   end  B. 

XCVI.  Eh^ion  txcludes  Bsajiwgy  i  Cor.  i,  a6  -3! 

1    TJ  U  r  few  among  the  carnal  Wife, 
il>     But  fcA  of  noble  Race, 
Obtain  the  Favour  of  thine  Eyes, 
Almighty  King  of  Grace. 
%  He  takes  the  Men  of  m  anell  Name,        ^-    • 
For  Sc  ns  anJ  Heirs  of  God  : 
And   hus  le  pours  abundant  Shame 

On  honourable  Blood.  ; 

3  He  calls  the  Fool,  and  makes  him  know 

1  he  MyftMes  of  his  Grace,  f 

To  bring  afpiring  Wifdom  low,  t 

And  .ill  its  Pride  abafe.  { 

4  Nature  has  all  its  Glories  loft,  ] 

Wlien  brought  before  his  Thrr^ne  j  I 

No  Flefh  fliall  in  his  Prefence  boaft,  \ 

But  in  the  Lord  alone. 


XCVII.   Cbrift  our  Wifdom,   Righteoufnefs,  Sccj 
I  Cor.  i.  30.  I 

J   TJ  URY'D  in  Shadows  of  the  Night,        i 
J3     We  lie  till  Chnji  rcftorcs  the  Light? 
Wifdom  f^efcends  to  heal  the  Blind, 
And  cljafe  the  DaiJcnefs  of  the  Mind. 

3  Our  guilty  Souls  are  drown'd  in  T^ars, 
Till  h's  ato  ing  Blood  appears  5 
Then  we  awake  from  deep  DUtrefs, 
And  fmg,  The  Lord  our  Rigkteou''nefs,> 

^  Our  very  Frame  is  mix'd  with  Sin, 
KiS  Spirit  makes  our  Natures  clean  ; 
Such  Virtues  »rom  his  Suff'rings  flow. 
At  once  to  cleanfe  and  pardon  too. 

4  Jej'us  beholds  where  Satan  reigns. 
Binding  bis  Slaves  in  heavy  Chains; 
He  fets  ihe  Prisoners  free,,  and  breaks 
The  Iron  Bondage  from  our  Mecks. 

3  p<i 
4 


i.  h  spiritual    SONG  ^.  6i 

;  Poor  belplefs  Worms  in  Thee  pofTefs 
Grace,  Wifdom,  Pow'r,  and  B-ighteoufnefs  j 
Thou  art  our  mighty  All,  and  we 
Give  our  whole  feives,  O  Lord,  to  Thee. 

XCVIII.  The/am, 

HOW  heavy  is  the  Night 
That  hangs  upon  our  Eyes, 
Till  Chrijf,  with  his  reviving  Lights 
Over  our  Souls  arife  ! 
s  Our  guilty  Spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  Wrath  of  Heav'n, 
But  in  his  Righteoufners  array 'd. 
We  fee  our  Sins  forgiv'n. 
)  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  Thdights  and  Ways, 
His  Hands  infef^ed  Nature  cure 
With  fanitifying  Grace. 
►  The  Pow'rs  of  Hell  agrec^ 

To  hold  our  Souls  in  vain  j  ^ 

j    He  fets  the  Sons  of  Bondage  frec>  v| 

I       And  breaks  the  cur  fed  Chain.  ^ 

I  Lord,  we  adore  thy  Ways 
I       To  b>  ing  us  near  to  God, 
I    Thy  Sovereign  Pow'r,  thy  healing  Grace^ 
1       And  thine  atoning  Blood. 

[iCIX.    Stones  made  Children  */ Abraham;  or, 
Grace  mi  conveyed  bj  religious  Parents,  Matt. 

31).  9. 

VAIN  are  the  Hopes  that  Rebels  place 
Upon  their  Birth  and  Blood, 
Defcended  from  a  pious  Race  j 

(Their  Fathers  now  with  God.) 
He  from  the  Caves  of  Earth  and  Hell 
Can  take  the  hardeft  Stones, 

D  a  An^ 


1 


6z  H  r  M  N  S    and  B. 

And  fill  the  Houfe  of  Abr'am  well 
With  new-created  Sons. 

3  Such  wcnd'rous  PowY  cloth  he  pofTsfs, 

Who  form'd  cur  mortal  Frame, 
Who  caird  the  World  from  Emptinefs, 
The  World  obey'd  and  came. 
C.    Btlie've  and  be  faued^  John  iii.  i6,  17,  \% 

I    "^T  O  T  to  condemn  the  Sons  of  Men, 
i^      Did  Ckriji  the  Son  of  God  appear  j, 
No  Weapons  in  his  Hands  are  feen, 
No  flaming  Sword,  nor  Thunder  there. 

a  Such  was  the  Pity  of  our  God, 
He  lovM  the  Race  of  Man  io  well, 
He  fent  his  Soh  to  bear  cur  Load, 
Of  Sins,  and  fave  cur  Sculs  from  Hell. 

1,  Sinners  believe  the  Saviour's  Word, 
Truft  in  his  mighty  Nsme,  and  live  j 
A  thoufand  Joys  his  Lips  afford, 
H^s'ttands  a  thoufand  Bleflings  give. 

4  But  Vengeance  and  Damnation  lies 
On  Rebels  who  refufe  the  Grace  j 
Who  God's  eternal  Son  defpife. 
The  hotieft  Hell  iliall  be  their  Place, 

CL  Joy  in  Heaueny  for  a  repenting  Sinner ^  Lu! 

XV.  7,  10.  .. 

I  WJ  ^^  can  defcribe  the  Joys  that  rife, 

VV      Through  all  the  Courts  ^f  Paradili 

To  fee  a  Poidigal  return. 

To  fee  an  Heir  of  Glory  born  ? 
a  With  Joy  the  Father  doth  approve 

The  Fruit  of  his  eternal  Love ; 

The  Son  with  Joy  looks  down  and  fees 

The  Purchafe  of  his  Agcinies. 
<)  The  Spirit  takes  Delight  to  view 

The  holy  Soul  he  form'd  anew  j 

The  Saints  and  Angek  join  to  fing 

"I  he  growing  Empire  of  their  King. 


J.  I.  spiritual  SONGS,  t 

CII.  The  Biatiiudes.  Matt.  v.  y-it, 

[i    12  L  E  S  T  are  the  humble  Sou  is  that  fe-= 
J3     Thfcir  EmptiDeTs  and  Poverty  ; 
Treafjres  of  Grace  to  ihem  are  giv'n^ 
And  Crowns  of  Joy  laid  up  in  Heaven.] 

t  Bieft  are  the  Men  of  broken  Heart, 
Who  mourn  for  Sin  with  inward  Srnart  5 
I     The  Blood  of  ChriJ^  divinely  flows 
A  healing  Balm  for  all  their  Woes.] 

[3  Bieft  are  the  Meek,  who  ftand  afar 
From  Rage  and  Paffion,  Noife  and  War ; 
God  will  fecure  their  happy  State, 
And  plead  their  Caufe  againft  the  Great.] 

[4  Blell  are  the  Souls  that  thirft  for  Grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  Righteou(hefs  j 
They  fiiall  be  well  fupply'd  and  fed 
With  living  Streams  and  living  Bread.] 

[5  Bieft  are  the  Men  whofe  Bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  Sympathy  and  Love  j 
From  Chrtfi  the  Lord  (hall  they  obtain 
Like  Sympathy  and  Love  again.] 

;[6  Bieft  are  the  Pure,  whofe  Hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  Pow'rs  oi  Sin  j 
With  endlefs  Pleafure  they  fhall  fee 
A  God  of  fpotlefs  Purity.] 

[7  Bieft  are  the  Men  of  peaceful  Life, 
Who  quench  the  Coals  of  growing  Stiife  5 

■    They  fhail  be  call'd  the  Keirs  of  Blifs, 
The  Sons  of  God,  the  God  of  Peace.] 

[8  BUft  are  the  Suft'rers  who  partake 
Of  Pain  and  Shame  for  Jefus''  Sake, 
Their  Souls  /hall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  Joy  are  their  Reward,] 


cm. 


<4  HYMNS  and  I  [ 

cm.  Not  ajhamtdof  the  Go/pel,  a  Tim.  i  i; 

1  T  'M  not  afham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
JL     Or  to  defend  his  Caufe, 
Maintain  the  Honour  of  his  Word, 
The  Glory  of  his  Crofs. 
a  Jefus,  my  God  }  I  know  his  Name, 
His  Name  is  all  my  Truft ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  Soul  to  Shame, 
Nor  let  my  Hope  be  loft. 

3  Firm  as  iiis  Throne,  his  Promife  ftands, 

And  he  can  well  fccure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  Hands, 
Till  the  decifive  Hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthlefs  Namfr 

Beiore  his  Father's  Face,^ 
And  in  the  New  Jerufalem 
Appoint  my  Soui  a  Place. 

CIV,  A  St  ail  9f  Nature  and  Gracty  i  C«r, 

10,    J  I. 

O  T  the  Malicious  or  Profane, 
__    .      The  Wanton  or  the  Proud, 
Nor  Thieves,  nor  Sland'rers  ftiall  obtain 
The  Kingdom  of  our  God. 
i  Surprifing  Grace  \  And  fuch  were  we 
By  Nrituie  and  by  Sm, 
Heirs  of  immortal  Mifery, 
Unholy  and  unclean. 

3  Bot  we  are  wafh'd  in  Jsfus"  Blood, 

\Ae're  paidon'd  through  his  Name,' 
And  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
Has  farc^ify'd  our  Fr.^rae. 

4  O  for  a  perfevering  Pow'r 

To  ke-^o  thy  juft  Commands  ! 
We  would  difile  oui  Hearts  no  more, 
No  raoie  pollute  our  Hands. 


&.  r.  spiritual  SONGS.  65 

CV.  Heaven  in^iji-  le  and  holy^  i  Cor.  ii.  9,  ic= 
Rev.  xxi    27. 

1  "JWr  O^  ^y^  ^^^^  ^^^"'  "°^  ^'^  ^^^  heardj 
i^      Nor  Senfe  nor  Reafon  known. 

What  Joys  the  Father  has  prepared 
For  thole  that  love  the  Son. 
i  But  the  gocd  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Reveals  a  Heav'n  to  come  ; 
The  Beams  cf  Glory  in  bis  Word 
Allure  and  guide  us  Home. 
3  Pure  are  the  Joys  above  the  Sky, 
And  all  tfee  Region  Peace  j 
No  wanton  Lips,  nor  envious  Eye, 
Can  fee  or  tafte  the  Blifs. 
i^  Thofe  holy  Oates  for  ever  bar 
Pollution,  Sin,  and  Shame  j 
None  (hail  obtain  Admittance  there. 
But  Followers  of  the  Lamb. 
5  He  keeps  the  Father's  Book  of  Life, 
There  all  their  Names  are  found  j 
The  Hypocrite  in  vain  fhall  ftrive 
.     To  tread  the  heav'nly  Ground. 

CVI.    Diad  to  Sin  by  the  Crofs  of  Chrift,  Rom. 
vi.    3,  2,  6. 

2  ^  H  AL  L  we  go  on  to  fin, 
O    Becaufe  thy  Gr?-ce  abounds, 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again. 

And  open  all  his  Wounds  ? 
»  Forbid  it,  mighty  God  j 
Nor  let  it  e'er  be  faid. 
That  we,   Ahofe  Sins  are  crucify'd. 
Should  raife  them  from  the  Dead. 

3  Wewill  be  Slaves  no  more. 

Since  Ci?r/y? -has  made  us  free. 
Has  naird  cur  Tyrants  to  his  Crofs, 
And  bought  our  Liberty. 

D  4  CVLl 


46  H  r  M  H  S    and 

CVII.  The  Fall  and  Recovery  of  Man;  or,  ( 
ai^d  Sditan  at  Enmifj,  Gen.  iii.  i,  15,  17. 
iv.  4.  Col.  ii.  15. 

1  T^ECEIV^D  by  fubtil  Snares  of  1] 
3^  J     Adatn^  our  Head,  our  Father  felj. 
When  Satan^  in  the  Serpent  hid, 
Propos'd  the  Frwit  that  God  forbid. 

2  Death  was  the  Threatening  j  Death  begar 
To  take  PofTelnon  of  the  Man  ; 

His  unborn  Race  receivM  the  Wound, 
And  heavy-Curfes  fnute  the  Grov\rid. 

3  But  Satan  found  a  worie  Reward  ; 
Thus  faith  the  Vejigeance  of  the  Lord, 
Let  {<verlajii7tg  Hatred  be 

Belivixt  the  Woman'' s  Seed  and  Ihee, 
4.  The  Wowari's  Seed  Jlmll  be  my.Sdn, 
He  /hall  deflroy  nvhat  thou  hafi  done-'. 
Shall  break  thy  Head,  and  only  feel 
*Thy  Malice  raging  at  his  [HccL 
[5  He  fpake  ;  and  bid  Four  llioufand  Ye:,. 
Roll  on  ;  at  length  his  Son  appears: 
Angeis  with  Joy  defcend  to  Earth, 
And  fing  the  young  Redeemer's  Bii  tb. 
6  Lo,  by  the  Sons  of  Hell  he  dies; 
Bat  as  he  hiiHg/twix't  Earth  and  Skies, 
He  gave  their  "Prince  a  fatal  Bl  jw, 
And  triumphed  o  er  the  PowYs  below.] 

CVHI.  Chn^  unfeen  a^id  heh'ved,  i  Pet.  1. 

J   'I^T  O  T  with  our  mortal  Eyes 
X%i      Have  we  beheld  the  Lord, 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  N;.me, 
And  love  him  in  his  Word. 
/.  On  Earth  we  want  the  Sight 
Of  our  P.edeeroer'fi  Face, 


\.I. 


Spiritual  SONGS. 


67 


Yet,  Lord,  our  inmcfl  Thoughts  delight 

To  dwell  upon  ihy  Grace. 
And  when  we  tafle  thy  Love, 

Our  Joys  divinely  grow, 
Uiifpeskable.  like  thofe  above. 

And  Keav'n  begins  below. 


iit, 


end  his  KiqhteQiijhfjif 
9- 


"IX.  The  Value  cf 

Phi!,  iii.  7 

i  "f^O  more,  my  God,  I  boaft  p.o  more 
l>i      Of  all  v'he'Duties  1  have  done  i 
I  quit  the  Hopes  1  l-.eid  before 
To  truft  the  Merits  of  thy  Son, 

I  Now  for  the  Love  I  bear  hjs  Name, 
What  was  my  Gain  I  count  my  Lofs ; 
My  former  p!  ide  I  call  my  Shame, 
And  nail  m,  Giojy  to  his  Crofs, 

3  Yts,  and  ]  muft  and  will  efteem 
All  Things  but  Lofs  for  J  fus^  Suke  • 
O  may  my  Soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  Right-.'ufnefs  partake'. 

4,  The  bell:  Obedience  of  my  Hands 
Dares  not  appear  l^eicre  thy  Throne, 
But  Faiih  can  aafwer  thy  Demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lend  has  done. 


ex.  Death  and immedlaie  Clory,  z  Co; 


and  I 

pint  ■• 


THERE  IS 
Eternalj 
And  here  n 

Till  Gv.d  [hdlhid  i    L 
Shortly  this  Pi  ifon  o-   1- 

Muit  be  diHolv-d  ani-i 
Then,  O  my  Soid,  wit' 

Thy  heav'nly  F?th: 
'Tis  He,  by  his  Aim'^     ; 

That  fcrrns  thee  fit  for  Heav  i; 
D5 


.V.  I,  5-i. 
i:h  Hands, 


68  H  r  M  N  S    and  1  I 

And  as  an  Earneft  of  the  Place 
Has  his  own  Spirit  giv'r. 

4  We  walk  by  Faith  of  Joys  to  come. 

Faith  lives  upon  his  VVord  ; 

But  while  the  Bodv  is  our  Home, 

We're  abfent  from  the  Lo;  d. 

5  'Tis  pleafant  to  believe  thy  Grace, 

But  we  h:  d  r;  ther  fee  j  ' 

We  woLiid  be  abfent  Irom  the  Flefh, 
And  prefent,  Lord,  with  Thee. 

CXI.  Salvaticn  by  Grace,  Titus  iii.  3-- 7. 

I    T     OR  D,  we  confefs  our  niim'rcus  Fauli 

I    J     How  great  our  Guilt  }-asbeen  ! 
Fcoli,%  and  vain  were  all  our  Thoughts, 

And  all' cur  Lives  were  Sin. 
But,  O  my  Sou}    for  ever  praife. 

For  ever  luvt  his  Name, 
Who  turns  thy  Feet  frpni  dang'rous  Ways, 

Of  Follv,  Sin,  and  Sh^me.] 
■-;  'Tis  not  by  Works  of  Righieoufnefs, 

Wkich  our  own  Hands  have  done  j 
But  we  are  favM  by  Sovereign  Grace, 

Abounding  through  his  Son.] 
I  'Tis  from  the  Mercy  cf  our  God 

That  ail  our  Hopes  begin  ; 
'Tis  by  the  Water  and  the  Blood 

Our  Souls  are  wafh'd  from  Sin. 

5  'Tis  through  the  Pujchaie  of  his  Death, 

Who  hung  upon  the  Tree, 
The  Spirit  is  Tent  dovNn  to  breathe 
On  iuch  dry  Bones  as  we. 

6  Rais'd  from  the  De»d  we  live  anevvj 

And  juflify'd  by  Grace, 
We  ih.iil  appear  in  Glory  too, 
And  fee  our  Fath.er  s  Face. 

CX 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS,  69 

CXII.  T/je   Brazen  Serpent  j  or,  Looking  to  Jeius, 

3  John,  ver    14---16. 
1    O  O  did  the  Hebrew'  Prophet  raife 
O     The  Brnzen  Serperjt  iiighj 
The  Wounded  fdt  immediate  Eafe, 
The  Camp  torbsre  to  die. 
a  ^53/^-  upward  in  the  dying  Hour, 
Andlinjt,  tite  Prophet  cries  j 
But  Lh7-tfi  performs  a  nobler  Cure, 
When  Faith  lilts  up  her  Eyes. 

3  liigh  un  the  Crofs  the  Saviour  hung, 

Higir  on  the  HeaVns  he  reigns^, 
Here  binne^  s,  by  th'  old  Serpent  ftung, 
Look,  and  forget  their  Pains. 

4  When  God's  own  >.on  is  liit<;d  up, 

A  dymg-  vVorid  revives  j 
The  Je'vj  oeholds  the  gl  rious  Hope, 
Th'  expiring  Gentile  lives. 

XXIII.  Abraham'^  Blejing  on  the  Gentiles,  Qzn. 

xvji.  7.  Rom    XV.  8.  Markx.  14. 
1  \_J  O  W  large  the  Promife  !  how  DiviiiC, 
J~l     To  Abr'am  and  his  Seed  ! 
VU  be  a  God  to  Thee  and  Thin:, 
Supplying  all  their  Need. 
%  The  Wo.ds  of  his  extenilv^e  Love 
From  Age  to  Age  endure  \ 
The  Aagel  of  the  Cov'n.'nt  proves. 
And  feals  the  BlefTinL,  fure. 

3  "^'S^^  ^he  ancient  Faith  confi:  ms, 

Fu  our  great  Fathers  giVn  j 
He  takes  young  Children  to  his  Arms, 
And  ciils  them  Hei  s  or  Heav'n. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  aie  his  Wa)'s! 

His  Lnve  endures  the  f.ime  j 
Nor  from  i  tie  Prornile  of  his  Grace 
Blots  OHt  tae  Children's  Name, 

D  6  CXIV 


CXIV.  The  fam^,  R(im;  xi.  16,  ij. 

%   /^ENTILES  by  Nature  we  belong 
•^^     To  the  Wild  Oiive  Wood  ; 
Grace  tookms  from  the  barren  Ti  ee, 
And  gr?if\s  us  in  the  good, 

2  With  I  he  fame  BlcfTings  Grace  endows 

The  GefUiL-;  and  the  Jexv; 

If  pure  ?.nd  h^ly  be  the  Root, 

Such  are  tl;e  Branchr.s  too. 

3  Then  let  the  Children  of  the  Saints- 

Be  dedicate  to  God  , 
Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  th?m,  Lord, 
And  wadh  them  in  thy  Blood. 
4.  Tims  to  the  Parents,  and  their  Seed, 
Shall  thy  Salvation  come, 
And  num  rous  Houfholds  Kieet  at  laft 
In  one  eternal  Home, 

CXV,     Cc}i--vifi\or  of  Sin  by  the  Laiv.  Rom.  \ 
8,  9,   14,  24. 

1   T     ORD  how  fecure  my  Confcience  wasj 
I    J     And  felt  no  inward  Dread  ! 
I  was  alive  without  the  Law, 

And  thought  my  Sins  were  dead, 
'J.  My  Hcpes  ct  Heav'n  were  ti.m  and  briglU; 
But  \\\\ce  the  Precept  came, 
With  a  convincing  Pow'r  zwu.  Light, 
I  find  how  Vjli  I  am. 
[3  Mv  Guilt  appeared  but  fmall  before, 
Till  ttiiibly  I  faw 
How  Perfeil,  Koly,  Juft  and  Pure, 
Was  thine  e'.ern.d  Law. 
•J.  7*hea  felt  my  Soul  the  heavy  Lcad; 
My  ^ins  revived  againy 


3. 1.  spiritual  S  G  N  G  S.  nx 

li  '1  had  provokM  a  dread ful  God, 

And  all  my  Hopes  v.ere  flain.| 
Tm  like  a  helplefs  Captive  fold. 

Under  the  Pow'r  of  Sin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  Goo-l  I  would. 

Nor  keep  my  Confcience  clean. 
6  My  God,  I  cry  with  ev-'ry  Breath 

For  fome  kind  Pow'r  to  fave, 
To  break  the  Yoke  of  Sin  and  Dea'cb, 

And  thus  redeem  the  Slave. 

GXVI.    Lonjg  to  God  and  our  Neighbour^    Matt, 
xii.  37—40- 

I  rf^H  US  faith  the  firil,  the  great  Command, 
J.       "  Let  all  thy  irnva.!  d  PowVs  unite 
"  To  love  thy  Maker,  and  thy  God, 
**  With  utmoft  Vigour  and  Delight. 

%  "  Then  fhali  thy  Neighbour  next  in  Place 
*«  Share  thine  AfFedlion  and  Efteem, 
*'  And  let  thy  Kindnefs  to  thyfeif 
"  Meafure  and  rule  thy  Love  to  him.^ 

3  This  is  the  Senfe  that  Mofes  fpoke, 

This  did  the  Prophets  preach  and  prove  j 
For  Want  of  this  the  Lsw  was  broke, 
And  the  whole  Law's  fulfiil'd  by  Love. 

4  But  O  !  how  bafe  our  PaiTions  are  I 
How  cold  our  Charity'  and  Zeal ! 
Lord,  fill  ojr  Souls  with  heav'nly  Fire, 
Or  we  (iiaii  ne'er  perform  thy  Will. 

CXVII.    EkBicn  So'vereign  end  Free,   Rom.  ix. 
21,  as,  23,  24. 

[2    TOEHOLD  the  Fetter  and  the  Clay, 
JL^  _  He  forms  his  VefTels  as  he  pleafe  ; 
Such  is  our  God,  and  fiich  are  we; 
The  Subjeds  of  bis  higli  Decrees. 

a  Doth 


?i  H  r  M  N  S   and  B. 

z  Doth  not  the  Woikman's  Pow'r  extend 
O'er  all  ihe  Mars-j  which  Part  to  choofe. 
And  mould  it  tor  a  nobler  End, 
And  which  to  leave  for  viler  Xj^a}'] 

3  May  not  the  Sov'reign  Lord  on  high 
Djfpenfe  his  Favours  as  he  will ; 
Choofe  fon-e  lo  Lite    while  othe.s  die, 
And  yet  be  juft  and  gracious  Itiil  ? 

[4.  What  if  to  make  his  Terror  known^ 
He  lets  his  Patience  long  endure, 
SutF'ripg  vile  Rebels  to  go  on, 
And  feal  their  own  D  ftruclion  fure  ? 

5  What  if  he  means  to  diow  his  Grace, 
And  his  eledling  Love  employs 
To  mark  •  ut  fome  of  mortal  Race, 
And  form  thtm  fit  for  heavnly  Joys  ?] 

6  SiisU  Man  reply  againft  the  Lord, 
And  cail  bis  Maker's  Ways  unji.il, 
The  Thunder  (.f  whole  dreadful  Word 
C-n  cralh  a  thoufand  Worlds  to  Duft  ? 

7  But,  O  my  Soul,  if  Truth  fo  ■  aright 
Should  dazzle    od  confo  .nd  thy  iiight. 
Yet  11:11  his  written  Will  obey. 
And  w..it  the  great  decifive  Day. 

8  Then  fiiall  he  make  his  Juiiice  known. 
And  the  whole  Woild  before  his  I  hrone,, 
With  Joy,  or  Terror,  (hail  conftfs 
1  he  Glory  of  his  Righteoufnefs. 

CXVIIT.  Mofes  and  Chiift  ;  or,  Sins  againji  tl 
Li^'v  andGofpd,  John  i.  17.  lieb.  iii.  3,  5,  ( 
and  X.  28,  29. 

3  >^Tp  H  E  Law  by  Mofts  came, 

X       But  Peace,  and    '  ruth    and  Love, 
Were  bv  u£;ht  by  Chriji  (a  nobler  Name) 
Defcending  from  above* 

%  Ami4l 


g,  I.  spiritual  SONGS.  7?. 

a  Amidft  the  Houfe  of  God 

Their  different  Works  were  done  5^ - 
Mofs  a  faithful  Servant  flood, 
£ut  Chriji  a  faithful  Son. 
5.  Then  to  his  new  Commands 
Be  ilrift  Obedience  paid  j 
O'er  all  his  Father's  Houfe  he  ftands 
The  Sov'reign  and  the  Heado 
4  The  Man  that  durit  defpiie 

The  Law  that  A/c/^j  brought  j 
Behold  how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  prefumptuous  Fault, 
5.  But  forer  Ver  gearsce  falls 
On  that  reb^.iiious  R.-.ce, 
Who  ha;e  to  hear  when  Je/us  calls,. 
And  dare  jefilt  his  Grace. 

CXIX.  The  different  Succefs  of  the  Gcfpel,  1  Cor. 
i.  23,  24.  2  Cor.  ii,  16    i  Cor.  iii.  6,  7. 

HR  I  ST  and  his  Crofs  is  all  our  Theme  j 
The  Myft'ries  that  we  fpeak 
Are  Scandal  in  tie  Jews  Efiieera, 
And  Folly  t-^  the  Greek. 
a  But  Souls  enlighten  d  from  above. 
With  Joy  receive  the  Word  j 
They  fee  what  Wifdom,  Pow'r,  and  Lov?j 
Shines  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  Savour  of  h;s  Name 

Reftores  their  fainting  Breath  |  , 
But  Ur.belief  perverts  the  f?.me 
To  Guilt,  Defpair,  and  Death, 

4  Till  God  diff'if«  his  Graces  down, 

Like  Show'rs  of  heav'nly  Rain, 
In  va:n  Apoilos  fows  the  Ground, 
AndPflwhuay  plant  in  vain. 


r<x. 


c 


74-  HYMNS  and 


CXX.   Faitk  of  Ih'ings  urf^tr,  Heb.  >:i.  i,  c 

1   JT'  A  I  T  H  is  the  briglite't  Evidence 
X.        Of  Things  beyond  our  Sight, 
Breaks  through  the  Clouds  of  Flefti  and 
And  dwells  in  heav'nly  Light. 
%  It  fets  Times  paft  in  prelent  View, 
Brings  dilta)it  Propfects  home. 
Of  Things  a  Thoufand  Years  ago, 
Or  Thoufand  Years  to  come. 
I  By  Faith  we  know  the  Worids  were  made,' 
By  Ged\s  Almighty  Word  ; 
Ahr\am,  to  unknown  Countries  led, 
By  Faith  ohey'd  the  Lord. 
4  He  fought  a  City  fair  and  high, 
Built  by  th'  eternal  Hands  ; 
And  Faith  afdires  \is  though  we  die. 
That  heav'nly  Building  ftands. 

t-^XXL  Children  denjoted  to  God,  Gen.  xvii.  y,- 
Aasxvi.  34,  15,  33. 

{For  ihefe  nvho  praShfe  Infant  Baptifm.)- 

1  r^  H  U  S  faith  the  Mercy  of  the  Loid^ 
i       77/  be  a  God  to  thee  j 
Vll  blefs  thy  numrous  Kace^  and  they 
Shall  hf.  a  Seed  jcr  me. 
a  Rbr'am  believ'd  the  promisM  Grace, 
And  gave  his  Sor.s  to  God  j 
But  Wr.ter  fenls  tne  Bltfljngs  now, 
That  once  was  ienl'd  with  Blood, 
3  Thus  Lydla  faf.dlify'd  her  Houfe, 
When  (he  receiv"d  the  Word  : 
Thus  the  believing  Goaler  gave 
His  Houfhoid  to'lhe  Lord. 

4t; 


3.1. 


Spiriiual    SONG  S\ 


i|,  Thus  later  Saints,  eternal  King, 
Thine  ancient  Truth  embrace,  j 
To  thee  their  Infant  Offspring  bring, 
And  humbly  claim  thy  Grace. 

^.XXll.  Bilie'vers  hur'ud^ith  Chriil:  in  Bapti/m^ 
"  ^  Rom,  vi.  2)  4;  &^c. 

DO  we  not  know  that  lolemn  Word, 
That  we  are  bnry'd  with  the  Lord  5 
Baptiz'd  into  his  Peath,  and  then 
Put  oiF  the  Body  of  our  Sin  ? 
,  Our  Souls  receive  diviner  Breath, 
Rais'd  from  Corruption,  Guilt  and  Deaths 
]     So  from  the  Grave  did  Cbrijf  arife, 
I    And  lives  to  God  above  the  Skies, 
^3  No  more  let  Sin  or  Satan  reign 
j     Over  our  mortal  Fle(h  ag^ain.  j  . 
i     The  various  Lufts  we  ferv'd  before, 
I     Shall  have  Dominion  now  no  more. 

JCXXIII.  Tbe  Repenting  Prodigal,  Lukexv.  13,  &Co 

!  2   OEHOLD  the  Wretch  whofe  Luft  and  Wine 

[      .^J     Had  wafted  his  Eftate, 

j     He  begs  a  Share  among (t  i-he  Swine, 

j  To-tafte  the  Huiks  they  eat. 

i  s  I  di^e  <wiik  Hunr^"  here,  he  cries. 

[  Ijiar^je  in  forei'^n  lane:  -y 

My  Faiher^s  Houfe  ha:  large  Supplies ^ 
I  And  bounteous  are  his  Hands. 

^   I'll  go,  a:-'i  ivitk  a  mournful  ^LongURy 
-  ^^  7 all  donvn  be/ore  'bii  Face  j 
Father,  V've  done  thy  Jupics  Wrong, 
Nor  can  dsfevuz  tky  Grace. 
4  He  laid,  and  haiten'd  to  his  Home, 
To  feek  his  Fatbcis  Lc've  ; 


76  HYMNS   and 

The  Father  favv  the  Rehel  come, 
And  A\  his  Bowels  move. 

5  He  ran  and  ^eli  up.  n  his  Neck, 

f.m^ric'd  and  kils'd  his' Son  ; 
The  Rebel's  Heart  with  Scnow  brake 
For  Follies  he  had  done. 

6  Take  off  his  Clothes  of  Shame  and  Sin, 

(The  Father  gives  Command) 
Dr  fs  hivt  in  Garments  ivhite  and  dean^ 
Wi lb  Rings  adcrn  bis  Hand. 

7  A  Day  of  fcafiing  I  ordain, 

L^t  Mirth  and  Jpy  abound  ^ 
My  Son  avas  d  ad,  and  li'ves  again, 
ff^as  lofiy  and  no'w  is  found. 

CXXIV.   Tbe  Tirft  and  Second  Adam,  Ron 
II,  &c. 

E  E  P  In  the  Duft  before  thy  Throne 
Our  Guilt  and  .  ur  Difgrncc  wc  ow. 

Great  God  we  own  th'  uniiappy  Name, 
Whence  fpiung  our  Nature,  and  our  Shar 
%  Adam  the  Sinner  ;  At  bis  Fall 

Death,  like  a  Conq;rror,  feiz'd  us  all; 
A  Thoufand  new  born  Babes  are  dead, 
By  fatal  Union  to  their  Head. 

3  But  while  our  Spiris    filTd  with  Awe, 
Behold  the  Terrors  ef  the  Law  j 

We  fing  the  Honours  cf  iby  Grace, 
Thatfent  to  fave  cur  ruin  d  Race. 

4  We  fing  thine  everlafting  Son, 
Who  j  in'd  our  Nature  to  his  ownj 
Adam  the  Second,  from  the  Duft, 
Raifes  the  Ruins  of  the  F)rft. 

[5  By  the  Reheiiion  of  one  Man, 
Through  all  his  Seed  the  Mifchief  ran  j 
y\nd  bv  one  Man's  Obedience  now 
Are  all  his  Seed  made  righteous  too.  j 

6  Wh 


.  I.  spiritual    SONGS.  77 

Where  Sin  did  reign,  and  Death  abound  5 
There  have  the  Sons  of  Adam  found 
!  Abounding  Life  j,  there  glorious  Grace 
!  Reigns  through  the  Lord  our  Rjghteoufnefs. 

I XXV.  ChriftV  Compajfionio  the  Wsah  and^empU 
I  ed,  Heb.  iv.  15,  16,  andw.  7.  Matth.  xii.  zo* 

WITH  Joy  we  meditate  the  Grace 
Of  our  High-'  ri  ft  above. 
His  Heart  is  made  of  Tendernefs, 

His  Bowels  melt  with  Love. 
'.  Touch'd  with  a  Sympathy  within. 

He  knows  our  feeble  Frame ; 
He  knows  what  f^  re  Temptations  meafl^ 

For  he  has  telt  the  fame. 
But  fpotlefs,  innocent  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  flood,  - 

While  Satan's  fiery  Darts  he  bore> 

And  did  refill  10  Blood, 
He  in  the  Da  s  of  feeble  Flefh, 

Pi  ur'd  out  his  Cries  and  Te^rs, 
And  in  his  Meafure  feels  afs  e/h 

What  ^v'ry  Member  Wears. 
5  He'll  never  quench  the  fmoaking  Flax, 

But  raifeit  to  a  Flame; 
The  bruifed  Reed  he  never  breaks, 

Nor  fcorns  the  raeaRcft  Name.] 
Then  kt  our  humble  Faith  addrefs 

His  Mercy  and  his  PowV, 
We  ftiall  obtain  deliv'ring  Grace 

In  the  diftrefling  Hour. 

-XXVI.  Charity  and  Uncharitabknefs^  Rom  xiy„ 
17,  19    t  Cor.  X.  3i. 

N"  O  T  dilfrent  Food,  or  difPrent  Drefs, 
Compofe  the  Kingdom,  of  our  Lord, 
But  Peace,  and  Joy,  and  Righteoufnefs, 
Faith  and  Ofe«dieace  to  his  Word. 

%  When 


;8  fl  r  M  N  S  and 

a  When  weaker  Chrfftians  we  defpife, 
We  do  the  Gofpel  mighty  Wrong  5     ,' 
For  God  the  Gracious  and  the  Wife, 
Receives  the  Feeble  with  the  .trong. 

3  Let  Piide  and  Wrath  be  banifli'd  hence, 
Meeknefs  and  Love  our  Souls  purfue  ; 
Nor  fhail  our  Practice  ^ive  Oftence 
To  Saints,  the  GentihyOv  the  Jewu, 

CXXVIL  Chrift^  Im>itaiion  to  Sinnen',  of,  J 
-     millty  and Pridi  j  Matt.  xi.  jS'-^jo. 

1  **  /^  O  M  E  hither  all  ye  weary  Souls, 
V^     "  Ye  heavy  laden  Sinners  come, 
«'  ril  give  you  Reft  from  all  your  Toils,' 
•'  And  raife  yon  to  my  heav'nly  Home. 

a  «'  They  (h?dl  find  Reft  that  learn  of  me  j 
*'  Fm  of  a  meek  and  lovrly  Mind  j 
"  But  Paffion  rages  like  the  Sea, 
•*  And  Pride  is  reftlefs  as  the  Wind. 

3  *•  BkfV'd  is  the  Man,  whofe  Shoulders  tak' 
*'  My  y.  ke,  and  bear  it  with  Delight 
**  Mj  Yoke  is  eafy  to  his  Neck, 
*'  My  Grace  (liali  make  the  Burden  light." 

4  J^fus,  we  c  nie  at  thy  Conmiand, 

V/ich  Fa-th,  and  Hope,  and  humble  Zeal, 
Refjgn  our  Spirit;  to  thy  Hai:d, 
To  nil. old  r.nd  guide  us  at  thy  Will. 

CXXVHL  The  Ap'.Jile's  Commfion  ;  or,  Th^  C 
pd  atiejtr;d  iy  Miracles,  Mark  xvi.  15,  i. 
^iaU  xxviii.   18,  Sec. 

I  f~^  0  preach  my  Gofpel,  faith  the  Lcra  ^ 
VJ  *'  i^-'c^  tiie  V  hole  Earth  my  Grace  rec 
"  i-le  (ha'.l  be  fav'd  that  trufts  my  Word, 
*•  He  Ihall  6e  damn^'-that  won  t  believe. 


ecei 


[.  spiritual  SONG  S. 


j  "  rll  make  your  great  Commiflion  knowrj 

*  And  ye  (hail  prove  my  Gofpel  true, 
!*  By  ali  the  Works  that  I  have  done^ 
! «  By  all  the  Wonders  ye  fliall  do. 

!'  Go  heal  the  Sick,  go  raife  the  Dead, 
j«  Go  call  out  Dsvils^in  ray  Namej 
I '  Nor  let  my  Prophets  be  afraid, 

*  Tho'  Gr^ffi^j  reproach,  and  7/fW^bIaf\:heme,] 

*  Teach  all  tliC  Nations  my  Commands, 
■«  I'm  with  you  till  the  World  fhall  end  j 
«  All  Pow'r  is  trulled  in  my  Hands, 

•^'  I  can'  deltroy,  and  I  defend." 
He  fj-a^e,  and  Light  fi  one  found  his  Heady 
On  a  bright  Cloud  to  Hea^''n  he  rode  : 
Jhey  to  the  fartbefi  Nalio-ns  fpread 
The  Grace  of  their  ^afcendid  God, 

CXIX,    SubmiJJicn  and  Dellnjerdnce^  or,  Abra- 
ham offering  his  Son,  Gen.  xxii.  6^  Sic, 

SAINTS,  atyour  FatherYheav'rdy  Word. 
Give  up  your  Comforts  to  the  Lord  j' 
He  fhall  reitore  what  you  refign. 
Or  grant  you  Bleffings  more  divine. 
\^Q  Abr''mn,  wkh  obedient  Hand, 
Led  forth  his  Son  at  God's  Command  ;. 
The  Wood,  the  Fire,  the  Knife  he  took. 
His  Arm  prepar'd  the  dreadful  Stroke, 
Abr'am  /or^^'^r,  the  Angel  cry 'd, 
Thy  Faith  is  knoiX'Tif  thy  Lo^veis  trfd\ 
Thy  Son  /hall  li've,  and  in  thy  Seed 
Shall  the  luhole  Earth  be  bkfs^d  indeed, 
Juft  in  the  laft  diftrefTing  Hour 
The  Lord  difplr/ys  deliv'ring  FowY  j 
The  Mount  of  Danger  is  the  Place, 
Where  we  Ihall  fee  furprifmg  Grace. 

cxxy 


80  HYMNSand  i 

CXXX.  Love  and  Haired^  Phiirii.  a.  £ph. 

30,  &c. 
*   M  ^  ^'  ^y  ^^^  Bowels  of  my  God, 
^  i^-    ,^IslfharpDiftrefs,  his  fore  Complaii 
By  his  laft  Groans,  his  dving  Blood, 
I  charge  my  Soul  to  love  the  Saints, 
a  Clamour  and  Wrath,  and  War  begone 
Envy  and  Spite  f.r  ever  ceafe, 
Let  bitter  Words  no  more  be  known 
Amongft  the  Saints,  the  Sens  of  Peace. 
3  The  Spif  ir  like  a  peaceful  Dove, 
Flies  from  the  Realms  of  Noile  and  Strife- 
Why  (hou  d  we  vex  and  grieve  his  Love,  * 
Who  feals  our  Souls  to  heav'nly  Life  ? 
4.  Tender  and  kind  be  all  owr  Thoughts, 
Through  all  our  Lives  let  Mercy  run  : 
So  God  forgive,  our  num'rous  Faults  ' 
For  the  dear  Sake  of  Chrift  his  Son. 

CXXXI.  The  Pharifee  and  Publican,  Luke  xvi 
10,  &c. 

t    O  E  H  O  L  D  how  Sinners  difagree, 
O     The  Publican  and  Pharifee ! 
One  doth  his  RighiCoufnefs  proclaim. 
The  other  owns  his  Guilt  and  Shame. 

ft  This  Man  at  humble  Diftance  ftands. 
And  cries  for  Grace  with  lifted  Hands,* 
That  boldly  rifes  near  the  Thione, 
And  talks  of  Duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  diffVent  Language  knows, 
And  diffVent  Anlwers  he  beito;vs  ; 
The  humble  Soul  with  Grace  he  crowns, 
Whilft  on  the  Proud  his  Anger  frowns. 

4  Dear  Father  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boafting  Pharifee  i 
I  have  no  Merita  of  my  on^n. 
But  plead  the  Suff'rings  of  thy  Son. 

CXXXI] 


Spiritual  SONGS.  81 

IxXXir.  HoliKr/s  and  Grace,  Tit.  ii.  le^-ia. 

SO  let  our  Lips  and  Lives  exprefs 
The  Holv  Gofpel  we  protefs, 
iSo  let  our  Woik^  and  Virne  fbii.ej 
To  prove  the  D  ftrine  all  Divine. 
IThus  Ihali  we  beft  proclaim  abroad 
I  The  Honour  of  our  Saviour  God  | 
iWhcR  the  Salvctirn  reigns  within, 
And  Grace  fubdues  th^  Pov;'r  Qi  Sin. 
Our  Fkfti  and  Senfe  muft  be  deny'd, 
iPafTion  and  Envy,  Luft  and  Pride  j 
While  Juftice,  Temp'rance,  Truth  and  Love, 
Oar  inward  Piety  approve. 
Religion  bears  our  Spirits  up, 
While  we  expedl  that  bleffed  Hope, 
The  bright  Appearance  of  the  Lord, 
I  And  Faith  ftands  leaning  on  his  Word. 

[ICXXIIL  Lo've  andCbarityi  1  Cor.  xiii,  t—f,,  ij^ 

LE  T  Pharifees  of  high  Efteem 
Their  Faith  and  Zeal  declare, 
All  their  Religion  is  a  Dream, 

If  Love  be  wanting  there. 
Love  fuffers  long  with  patient  Eye^ 

Nor  is  provok'd  in  Hafte, 
She  lets  the  prefent  Inj'i  y  die. 

And  long  forgets  the  paft. 
,  Malice  and  Rage,  thofe  Fires  of  HeOj 

She  quenches  with  her  Tongue  j 
Hopes,  and  believes,  and  thinJcs  no  HI, 

Though  ftie  endure  the  Wrong,] 
She  nor  deiires,  nor  feeks  to  know 

The  Scandah  of  the  Time  ; 
Nor  looks  with  Pride  on  thofe  below? 

Nor  envies  thofe  that  climb.] 


8x  HYMNS   atid  B, 

5  She  lays  her  own  Advantage  by 

To  fefk  her  Neighbour's  Good  ; 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die. 
And  bought  our  Lives  with  Blood. 

6  Love  is  the  Grace  tliat  keeps  her  PowV, 

In  all  the  Re.'^lms  above; 
There  Faith  and  Hope  are  known  no  morr 
Eut  Saints  for  ever  love. 

CXXXIV.    Religion '^fah  ivit hut    lonjSy    i  C 
xiii.  r,  2,  3. 

1  r  T  A  D  I  the  Tongyes  of  Creth  and  J( . 
X  L     And  nobler  Speech  than  Angels  ule 
If  Love  be  abfent,  I  am  found 
Like  tinkling  BraJs,  an  empty  Sound, 

2  Were  I  infpir'd  to  preach,  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  Heav'n  and  Hell, 
Orco'jld  my  Faith  the  World  lemove, 
Stiii  i  am  nothing  without  Love. 

3  'Should  I  diftribute  all  my  Store 
To  i'etd  the  Bowels  of  the  Poor, 
Or  give  my  Body  to  the  Flame 
To  gain  a  Martyr's  gloricfus  Name  s 

4  If  Love  to  God,  and  Love  to  Men, 
Be  abfent,  all  my  Hopes  are  vain  ^ 
Nor  Tongues,  nor  Gifts,  nor  fiery  Zeal, 
The  Work  of  I^ove  can  e^r  fulftl.     ' 

CXXXV.  rbe  U'Vi  of  Chrift  jhed  abroad  in  th 
/aVar?,  Eph.  in.  16,  &c. 

1  f^  O  M  E,  deareft  Lord,  defcend  and  dwell, 
\_j     By  Faith  and  Love  in  evYy  Breaft  j 
Then  (hall  we  know,  and  tafte  and  feel 
The  Joys  that  cannot  be  expreft. 

t  Come,  f.U  our  Hearrs  with  inward  Strength, 
Make  our  enlarged  Souls  pofTefs, 

Aiu! 


1. 1.  ■^f>iritual  SONGS.  85 

And  learn  the  Height,  and  Bresath,  a0  Length 
Of  thine  unmeafurable  Gi  ace. 
,  Now  to  the  God  whofe  Povv'r  can  do 
More  than  our  Thoughts  or  Vv  ifhes  knowj 
Be  everlafting  Honours  done 
By  all  the  Church,  through  CbriJ:  his  Son, 

;;XXXVI.  Sincerity  and  Hjpocrijj'i  or,  Formality 
in  Worfoip.  John  iv,  24..  Pfal.  cxxx  x.  23,  24. 

GO  D  is  a  Spirit,  Juft  and  Wife, 
He  fees  our  innioft  Pviind  ;  .^ 
In  vain  to  Heav'n  we  raife  our  CrieSj 
And  leave  our  Souls  behind. 
■.  No:hingbut  Tru:h  before  his  Throne, 
With  Honour  can  appear, 
The  painted  Hypocrites  are  knowii. 
Thro'  the  Difguife  they  wear. 
\  Their  iiftedEyes  falute  the  Skie?, 

Their  bending'Knees  the  Ground  3 
But  God  abliora  the  Sacrifice, 
Where  not  the  Heart  is  found. 
f  Lord,  fearch  my  Thoughts,  and  try  my  V»'ay?j, 
And  make  iny  Soul  (incere  j 
Then  fn  11 1  ftand  before  thy  Face, 
And  find  Acceptance  there, 

CXXXVn.  Sal^oation  by  Grace  in  Chrift,  a  Tim, 
i.    9,  10- 

ii  l^T  O  W  to  the  Po  A'r  of  God  fuprenie 
'     i^     Be  everiafting  Honours  giv'n. 
i    Hefaves  from  Hell  (we  ble£s  his  Name) 
i    He  calls  our  wand'ring  Feet  to  Heay'a, 
%  Not  for  our  Duties  or  Defcrts, 

But  of  his  own  abounding  Grace, 
•    He  works  Salvation  in  our  Hearts, 

And  forms  a  People  for  his  Fraife, 

E  '3  'T'^a^ 


84  H  r  M  N  S   and 

3  'TwJ^hisown  Purpofe  that  begun 
To  refcue  Rebels dodm'd  to  die: 
He  gave  us  Grace  in  Chri/i  his  Son, 
Before  he  fpread  the  ftsrry  Sky. 

4-  7^>-^j  the  Lord,  appears'at  lall, 
And  makes  his  Father's  Counfels  known ; 
Declares  the  great  Tranfaclions  paft. 
And  brings  immortal  Bleffings  down, 

5  He  dies  5  and  in  that  dreadful  Night 
Did  all  the  PowVs  of  Hell  deftroy  j 
Rifmr,  he  brought  our  Heav'n  to  Light, 
And  took  Pofleflion  of  the  Joy. 

CXXXVHL  Saints  in  the  HandofChn?i,  Jol 
28,  29. 

1  Tj^  I R  M  as  the  Earth  thy  Gofpel  ftandsj 
Jl        MyLord,  my  Hope,  my  Truftj 

If  I  am  found  in  Jefus''  Hands, 
My  Soul  can  ne'er  be  loft. 

2  His  Honour  is  engag'd  to  fave 

The  meaneft  of  his  Sheep, 
All  that  his  heav'nly  Father  gave. 
His  Hands  fecurely  keep. 

3  Nor  Death,  nor  Hell  (hall  e'er  remove 

His  Fav-rites  from  his  Breaft  j 
In  the  dear  Bofom  of  his  Love 
They  muft  for  ever  reft. 

CXXXIX.    Hope  iniheCo'venant',  or,  God's 
mife  and  Truth  unchangeable.    Heb.  iv.  17 

1  T  T  O  W  oft  have  Sin  and  Satan  ftrove 
XjL  To  rend  my  Soul  from  Thee,  my  f 
But  everlafting  is  thy  Love, 
And  7{A-f  ^^^Is  it  with  his  Blood. 

2  The  Oath  and  Promife  of  the  Lord, 
Join  to  confirm  the  wondVous  Grace  j 

E( 


r.  Spiritual  S  O  N  G'S.     .  85 

iternal  Pow'r  psrforms  the  Word, 
i^nd  fills  all  Heav'n  with  endlefs  Praife. 
;  Amidft  Temptations  Iharp  and  long, 
'  Wiy  Soul  to  this  dear  Refuge  flies  j 
'\  Hope  is  my  Anchor,   firm  and  ftrong-^ 
:  While  Tempefls  blow,  and  billows  rife* 
The  Gofpel  bears  my  Spirits  up  j 
9l  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  Foundation  for  my  Hope, 
n  Oaths,  and  Promifes,  and  Blood. 

X.  A  Lining  and  a  Dead  Faith ^  colU£led  from 
fenjeral  Scriptures. 

Mlilaken  Souls!  that  dream  of  Ksav'nj 
And  make  their  empty  Boail 
Of  inward  Joys,  and  Sins  forgiv'n. 

While  they  are  Slaves  to  Lull. 
i^ain  are  our  Fancies,  airy  Flights, 

If  Faith  be  cold  and  dead. 
None  but  a  living  Pow'r  unites 

To  Chrif  the  living  Head. 
Tis' Faith  that  changes  all  the  Heart, 

'Tis  Faith  that  works  by  Love  j 
That  bids  all  finful  Joys  depart. 

And  lifts  the  Thoughts  above, 
Tis  Faith  that  conquers  Earth  and  He!?, 

By  a  celeftial  Pow'rj 
This  is  the  Grace  that  fhall  prevail 

In  the  decifiveHour. 
Faith  muft  obey  her  Father's  WiH^ 

As  well  as  truft  his  Grace ; 
A.  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  ilill, 

For  his  own  Holinefs. 
When  from  the  Curfe  he  fets  us  hetp 

He  makes  our  Natures  clean, 
Mor  would  he  fend  his  Son  to  be 

The  Minifter  of  Sin. 

E  a  7  His 


86  HYMNS  and 

7  His  Spirt  purifies  our  Frame, 

And  feals  our  Peace  with  God  j 
Jefus,  aid  his  Sal  aiion,  came 
By  Water  and  by  Blood.] 

CXL-I.  The  Humiliation  and  Exaltation  of  Ci 
Ifaiah  liii.  1--5,  10-12. 

2  "ITTHO  hasbeliev'd  thy  Word, 
VV       Or  that  Salvation  known  ? 
Reveal  thine  Arm,  Almighty  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  Son. 
2  The  Jenvs  ei^eemM  him  here 
Too  mean  for  fheir  Belief: 
Sorrows  his  chief  Acquaintance  were, 
And  his  Companion,  Grief. 

3  They  tui  n'd  their  Eyes  away, 

And  treated  him  with  Scorn  ; 
But  'twas  their  Grief  upon  him  lay, 
Their  Sorrows  he  has  borne. 

4  'Twas  for  the  ftubborn  Je^uos^ 

And  Gentiles  then  unknown, 
The  God  of  Juftice  pleas'd  to  bruife 
His  be  ft  beloved  Son. 

5  *'  But  Til  prolong  his  Days, 

**  And  make  his  Kingdom  fland  ; 
"  My  P-eafure  (faith  the  God  of  Grace) 
*•  j^hall  profper  in  his  HandT 
[6  "  His  joyful  Seed  (hall  fee 

«'  The  Purchaf?  of  his  Pain, 
*'  And  by  his  Knowledge  juftify 
"  The  guilty  Sons  of  Men.] 
[7  '*  Ten  Thoufand  Captive  Slaves 
'*  Rcleas'd  from  Death  and  Sin, 
*<  Shall  quit  their  Prifoiss  and  their  Grave 
*'  And  own  his  Fow'r  Pivine.] 

[8  «  He 


L  Spiritual   S  0  K  G  S.  87 

"  Heav'n  fhail  advance  my  Son 
"  To  Toys  that  Earth  deny'.^  ; 
"  Who  favv  the  Folhe.?  ;  one^ 

*■  And  bore  their  oirs,  /c.."] 

CXLIJ.  "1  he  fame,  li'ai.  iiii,  6--93  12, 

LIKE  Sheep  we  went  aftray, 
And  broke  the  Fold  of  Gq^.^ 
I  Each  wand'fing  in  a  diiTrent  Wayj 
1     But  all  th-e  dowRward  Road». 
!  How  dreadful  was  the  Hour, 

When  God  our  Wand'rings  laid^ 
And  did  at  once  his  Vengeance  pour 

Upon  the  Shc-pherd's  Head  ! 
How  glorious  was  the  QiSiSSS 

When  Chriji  fuitain'd  the  Stroke! 
His  Life  and  Blood  the  vShepherd  pays 

A  Ranfom  for  the  Flock. 
His  Honour  and  his  Breath 
Were  taken  both  away  5 
Join'd  wiih  the  Wicked  in  his  Deaths 

And  'r.ade  as  vile  as  they. 
But  God  fliall  raife  hi=  Head 
O'er  all  the  Sens  ex  Men, 
And  make  him  fee  a  num'rous  Seed^ 

To  ri-ccmpence  his  Fain. 

rii gi-vx  hhn  (faith  the  Lord) 

A  Pc"lion  'ivlih  the  Strong-, 

He  jkall  :  '//-'/^  a  large  Re~cvard, 

and  /:old  his  i'J colours  long, 

XLIII.'  Charaaers  of  the  Children  of  God,  from 
Jeuiral  Scriptures, 

SO  new-born  Babes  deiire  the  Breaft, 
To  f;ed.  and  grow,  and  tlirive  ; 
80  Srdnts  >^ith  Jov  the  Gofoei  ,aite, 
;"iv-  --'^  :  'r^^'oellive.  ' 

'     E3  -      [<.  Wuh 


88  H  r  M  N  S    and 

[2  With  inward  Gnft  their  Heart  approyes 
All  that  the  World  relates  ; 
They  love  the^Men  their  Father  loves. 
And  hate  the  Works  he  hates.] 
[3  Not  all  the-flart'ring  Baits  on  Earth 
Can  make  them  Slaves  to  Luft  } 
They  can't  forget  their  heav'nly  Birth, 
Nor  grovel  in  the  Duft. 
4  Not  all  the  Chains  that  Tyrants  ufe, 
Shall  bind  their  Souls  to  Vice  i 
Faith,  like  a  Conqu'ror,  can  produce 
A  thoufand  Vi^ories.] 
[5  Grace,  like  an  uncorrupted  Seed, 
Abides  and  reigns  within  j 
Immortal  Princ^aSw. forbid 
The  Sons  of  God  to  fin.] 
[6  Not  by  the  Terrors  of  a  Slave 
Do  they  perform  his  Will, 
But,  v.ith  the  nobleil  PowYs  they  have. 
His  fweet  Commands  fulfil.] 

7  They  find  Accefs  at  ev'ry  Hour 

To  Gcd  within  the  Vale  ; 
Hence  they  derive  a  qulck'ning  PowY, 
And  Joys  th  ;t  never  fail. 

8  O  happy  Souls  !  O  glorious  State 

Of  over-flowing  GtKCt ! 
To  dtvell  fo  near  their  Father's  Seat, 
And  feeh'S  lovely  Fac^  ! 

9  L-^rd,  I  addrefs  thy  heav'nly  Thrcne  j 

Call  me  a  Child  of  thine. 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thv  Son 

To  form  my  Heart  Divine. 
JO  There  flied  thy  chciceH  I.ove?  abroad. 

And  make  my  Comforts  ftrong  ; 
Til  en  (hall  I  fay,  M^  Father,  God, 

With  an  unwavYing  Tongue. 


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1 1.  spirit Uiil    S  Q  N  G  S.  2u 

|lf  LIV.    The  Wiineffing  and  Sealing  Spirit,   Rcni. 
!  viii.  14,  16.  Eph.  i.  13,  14. 

W'  H  Y  fhouia  the  Children  of  a  King 

Go  racui'iiing  al]  their  Days  ? 
j Great  Comforter  defcend  and  biing 

Some  Tokens  ot  thy  Grace. 
jDoft  tJiou  net  dwell  in  all  the  Saints, 

And  feal  the  Heirs  of  Heav'n  ? 
jWhen  wilt  thou  banifli  my  Complaints^, 
I     And  fhow  my  Sins  foigiv'n  ? 
}  Aflure  my  Confcience  of  her  Part 
I     In  the  Redeemer's  Blood  ; 
I  And  bear  thy  Witnefs  with  my  Hearr, 

That  I  am  born  of  God. 
Thou  art  the  Earneft  of  his  Love^ 

The  Pledge  of  Joys  to  corner 
And  thy  foft  Wings,  Celeitial  Dove; 
Will  fafe  convey  me  Home. 

XLV.  Chriil  tf.W  Aaron,  taken  from  Heb,  vi» 
and  ix. 

JE  SU  S,  in  Thee  our  Eyes  behold 
A  Thoufand  Glories  more 
I'han  the  lich  Gems  and  poiifii'd  Gold 

The  Sons  of  Aaron  wore. 
They  firft  their  own  Burnt-Off'rings  brouglifj 

To  purge  themfelves  from  Sin  , 
Thy  Life  was  pin"e,  without  a  Spot, 

And  all  thy  Nature  clean. 
3  Frefti  Bloodj  as  conftanu  as  the  Day, 

Was  on  their  Altar  fpik  j 
But  thy  one  OfF'iing  takes  away 

For  ever  all  our  Guilt.] 
4.  Their  rriefthcod  ran  through  iev'r;ai  Handsj 
For  mortal  was  their  Race , 

E4.  Th 


90  H  r  M  N  S    and  I 

Thy  never-changiivg  Office  ilands, 

Si-*rnal  as  thy  Days.] 
[5  Once  in  the  Circuit  of  a  Year, 

With  Blood,  nut  not  his  own, 
Aaron  w'thin  the  Vale -appear?, 

Before  the  Golden  Throne. 

6  But  Chtift,  by  his  own  powVful  Blood, 

Afcends  r.bove  the  bkies, 
And,  in  the  Prefence  of  o.ur  God, 
Shows  his  own  Sacrifice.] 

7  Jefus^  the  Xing  of  Glory,  reigns 

On  Sicn'^.  he-av'nly  Hill ; 
Looks  ike  a  Lnmb  that-  has  been  flain, 
And  wears  his  Priefthoed  ftill. 
%  He  ever  lives  to  intercede 
Befoi  e  his  Father's  Face  : 
Give  him,  my  Soul,  thy  Caufe  to  plead, 
Nor  doubt  the  FatherV  Grace. 

CXLVI.  Chara6lers  of  Chrlft,  borroived  frcm  i 
animate  Thwgs  in  Scripiu-e, 

I    ^"^  O,  worfhip  at  ImmnyiueV^  Feet, 

\j3     See  in  his  Face  what,  wonders  meet. 

Earth  is  too  narrow  to  exprefs 

His  Wcr.h,  his  Glory,  or  his  Grace. 

[a  The  whole  Creation  can  afford 
But  fome  faint  Shadows  of  my  Lord  j 
Nature  to  make  his  Beauties  known, 
Muft  mingle  Colours  not  her  ow.n.l 

[3  Is  hs  corfipar'd  to  Wine  or  Bread  ? 
Dear  Lord-,  our  Souls  would  thus  be  fed: 
That  Fk/h,  that  dying  Blood  of  thine, 
Is  Bread  of  Life,  is  heavenly  Wine.] 

[4.  Is  he  a  Trte  ?  The  Worid  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  Leaves : 
That  righteous  Branch,  that  fruitful  Bough, 
Is  Da^'td'^  Root  and  Offspring  too.] 

[5 


8.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  tji 

■5  Is  he  a  Rofe  ?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  Frngrancy  in  all  her  Fields  : 
li    Or  if  the  Li  11.  he  a  flu  me, 
*'    The  Vallies  blefs  ihe  rich  Perfume.] 

6  Is  he  a  Vine  ?  Kis  heav'nly  Root 
Supplies  the  Borghs  with  Life  and  Fruit ; 
O  let  a  lafting  Uniop.  join 

:   My  Soul,  the  Branch,  to  Chriji,  the  Vine  !] 

7  Is  he  the  He:.d  ?  Each  Member  lives, 
!   And  owns  the  vital  Pow'r  he  gives  ; 

;   The  Saints  below,  and  Saints  above, 

i   Joined  by  his  Spirit  and  his  Love.] 

j  8  Is  he  a  Fountain  ?  There  I  bathe, 

!   And  heal  the  Plague  or  Sin  and  Death  : 

I   Thefe  Waters  all  my  Sou!  renew, 

;   And  cleanfe  my  fpotted  Garments  too.] 

9  Is  he  a. Fire  ?  He'll  purge  my  Drofs, 
But  the  true  God  fuftains  no  Lcfs ; 
Like  a  Refiner  fha'Vhe  lit, 
'   And  tread  the  Refufe  with  his  Feet.] 
1 10  Is  he  a  Rock  ?  How  firm  he  proves  ? 
1  The  Kock  of  Age«  never  moves ; 

Yet  the  fweet  S  reams  that  from  him  flow, 
'  Attend  us  all  the  Dei'art  through.] 

n  Is  he  a  Way  ?  He  leads  to  God, 
I  The  Path  is  drawn  in  Lines  of  Blood  ; 
I  There  would  I  walk  with  Hope  and  Zt?i\^  ■ 
'  Till  I  arrive  at  Sion?,  Hill.] 
|ia  Is  he  a  Door  ?  I'll  enter  in. 5 
>  Behold  the  Paftures  large  and  green  j 

A  Paradile  divinely  fair, 
i  None  but  the  Sheep  have  Freedom  there.] 

13  Is  he  defign'd  a  Corner-Stone, 
I  For  Men  to  build  their  Heav'n  upon  ? 
\  ril  make  him  my  Foundation  too, 
'  Nor  fear  the  Plo'ts  of  Hell  below.] 

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gz  HYMNS    and  B.  T. 

[14  Is  he  a  Temple  ?  I  adore 

Th'  indwelling  Mnjefty  and  Pow'r  ; 

And  ftill  to  his  molt  holy  Place, 

Whene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  Face.] 
[15  Is  he  a  Star  ?  fte  breaks  the  Night, 

Piercing  the  Shades  with  dawning  Light  5 

I  know  his  Glories  from  afar, 

I  know  the  bright,  the  Morning  Star.] 
[r6  Is  he  a  Sun  ?  His  Beams  are  Grace, 

His  Courfe  is  Joy  and  Righteoufnefs : 

Natic  i)s  rejoice  when  he  appears 

To  chafe  their  Clouds,  and  dry  their  Tears. 

17  O  let  me  climb  thofe  higher  Skies, 
Wiiere  Storms  and  Darknefs  never  rife  ! 
There  he  difplays  his  Powers  abroad, 
And  fhines,  and  reigns  th'  Incarnate  God.} 

18  Nor  Earth,  nor  Seas,  nor  Sun,  nor  Stars, 
Nor  Heav'n  his  full  Refemblance  bears  i 
His  Beauties  we  can  never  irace, 
Till  we  behold  him  Face  td  Faee. 

CXLVII.  'ihe  Names  and  Titles  of  Chrift,  from 

federal  Scriptures. 
[1  'r|^  I  S  from  the  Treafures  of  his  Word 
J.        I  borrcw  Titles  for  my  Lord  5         :  i 
Nor  Art  nor  Nature.can  fupply 
Sufficient  Forms  of  Majefty. 
•i.  iBright  Image  of  his  Father'^s  Face, 
Shining  with  undiminilh'd  Rays; 
Th'  Eternal  God's  Eternal  Son, 
The  Heir  and  Partner  of  his  Throne.] 
3  The  King  of  King's,  the  LoFd;moft:  high. 
Writes  his  own  Name  upon  his  Thigh  ; 
He  wears  a  Garment  dipt  in  Blood, 
And  bi  eaks  the  Nations  with  his  Rod.  ^ 

^  Where  Grace  camnflither  melt  nor  move,'' 
The  Lamb  refents  his-injur'd  Love, 

<  ^  Awakcj 


B;  I.  Spiritual  SONGS,  93 

Awakes  bis  Wrath  without  Delay, 
And  Judab's  Lion  tears  the  Prey. 

5  But  when  for  Works  of  Peace  he  comes, 
What  winning  Titles  he  afTumes  ?  , 
Light  of  the  World  j  and  Life  of  Men  j 
Nor  bears  thofe  Charadf  ers  in  vain. 

6  With  tender  Pity  in  his  Heart, 
He  afts  the  Mediator's  Part  j 

A  Friend  and  Brother  he  appears, 
And  weil  fulfils  the  Names  he  wears. 

7  At  Length  the  Judge  his  Throne  afcends, 
Divides  the  Rebels  from  his  Friends, 
And  Saints  in  full  Fruition  prove 

His  rich  Variety  of  Love. 

CXLVIll.  me  fame,  as  the  cxlviiith  Pfalm, 

[i   ^X  7  I T  H  chearful  Voice  I  fing 
W       The  Titles  of  my  Lord, 
And  borrow  ;-.ll  the  Names 
Of  Honour  from  his  Word. 
Nature  and  Art 
Can  ne'er  fcpply 
SufficieKt  Forms 
Of  Majefty, 
•2  In  J  ejus  v.e  behold 

His  Father's  glorious  Face, 
Shining  for  ever  bright 

With  mild  and  lovely  Ravss 
Th'  Eternal  God's 
Eternal  Son 
Inherits  and 
Partakes  the  Throne.] 
3  The  Sov'reign  King  of  Kings, 
The  Lord  of  Lords  mcft  high. 
Writes  his  own  Name  upon 
His  Garment  and  his  Thigh, 

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//  r  M  H  S  and  B.  I, 


His  Name  i^calPd 
The  U'r.rd  of  God^ 
He  rules  the  Earth 
With  Iron  Rod. 

4  Where  Promifes  and  Grace 

Can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
The  angry  Lamb  refents 
The  Inj'iies  of  his  Love  j 
Awakes  his  Wrath 
Without  Delay, 
As  Lions  roar, 
And  tear  the  Prey. 

5  BiU  when  fcr  V/orks  ot  Peace 

The  great  Rsdtemer  comes, 
Wh:it  gentle  Chara<5lers, 
What  Titles  he  affumes  ?" 

Lightlif  the  If'or/d, 

And  Life  of  Men -^ 

Nor  will  he  bear 

Thofe  Names  in  vain. 

6  Immenfe  Compafiion  reigns 

In  our  lm7iia7iUcH  Heart, 
When  he  defcends  to  a6t 
A  Mediator's  Fart. 

He  is  a  Friend\ 

And  Brother  tooj 

Divinely  kind. 

Divinely  true. 

7  At  length  the  Loid  the  Judge 

His  awful  Throne  afcends. 
And  diives  the  Rebels  f ar  ^ 
From  Favcariies  ?nd  Friends, 

Then  (hall  the  Saints 

Completely  prove 

The  Heighths  and  Deptli5 

Of  all  his  Love. 


B,  I.  Spiritual  SONGS,  95 

CXLIX.  Tie  Qfces  of  Chrift,  from  fe^vsrcl 
Scriptures. 

1  TOIN  all  the  Names  of  Love  and  Pow'r, 
J     That  ever  Men  or  Angeh  bore ; 

All  are  too  mean  to  fpeak  his  Worth,. 
Or  let  [mmarruels  Glory  forth. 

2  But  O  what  condefcending  Ways 

He  takes  to  teach  his  heav'nly  Grace  ! 

Iv2y  Eyes  with  Joy  and  Wonder  fee 

What  Forms  of  Love  he  bears  for  me. 
[3  The  Angel  of  the  Co'vnant  ftands 

With  his  Commifiion  in  his  Hands, 
.^   Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  Throne 
9  To  make  the  great  Salvation  known.}   - 
[4  Great  Frophet^  let  me  blefs  thy  Name, 

By  Thee  the  joyful  Tidings  came, 

Gf  Wrath  appeas'd,  of  Sins  forgiven. 

Of  HeiUubdu'd,  and  Peace  with  Heay'n,] 
[5  My  bright  Example^  and  my  Guide^ 

1  would  be  walking  near  thy  Side  j. 

O  let  me  never  run  aftray. 

Nor  follow  the  forbidden  Way  ! 
6  I  love  my  Shepherd,  he  (hall  keep 

My  wandYing  Soul  amongft  his  Sheep ; 

He  feeds  his  Flock,  be  calls  their  Names, 

And  in  his  Bofom  bears  the  Lambs.] 
[7  My  Surety  undertakes  my  Caufe, 

Anfwering  his  Father's  broken  Laws  j 

Behold  my  Soul  at  Freedom  fet, 

My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  Debt.] 
[8  JefuSi  my  great  High-Prief,  has  dy'd, 

i  feek  no  Sacrifice  befide  ; 

His  Blood  did  once  for  all  atone, 

And  now  it  pleads  before  the  Throne.] 
[9  My  Ad'vocate  appeajs  on  high, 

The  Father  lays  his  Thunder  by  j 

Not 


96  H  Y  M  N  S    and  B.  ] 

Not  all  that  Earth  and  Hell  can  fay, 
Shall  turn  my  Father's  Heart  away,] 

[lo  My  Lord,  my  Conqueror ^  and  my  King , 
Thy  Sceptre  and  thy  Sword  I  fmg  j 
Thine  is  the  VidtVy,  and  I  fit 
A  joyful  Subjedl  at  thy  Feet.] 

[ii  Afpire,  my  Soul,  to  glorious  Deeds, 
The  Captain  of  Sal-uation  leads  : 
March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  Day, 
Though  Death  and  HelJ  obftru6t  the  Way.] 

I J  Should  Death  and  Hell,  and  Pow'rs  unknown 
Put  all  their  Forms  of  Mifchief  on, 
I  fhali  befafej  for  Chriji  difplays 
Salvation  in  more  fov'reign  Ways. 

CL.  The  fame  as  the  cxlvilith  Pfalm, 

O  I  N  all  the  glorious  Names 
Of  Wifdom,  Love,  and  Pow'r, 
That  ever  Mortal  knew. 
That  Angels  ever  bore  : 
AH  are  too  mean 
To  fpeak  his  Worth, 
Too  mean  to  fet 
My  Saviour  forth. 
a  But  O  what  gentle  Terms, 
What  condefcending  Ways 
Doth  our  Redeemer  ufe, 

To  teach  his  heav'nly  Grace  ! 
Mine  Eyes  with  Joy 
And  Wonder  fee 
What  Forms  of  Love 
He  bears  for  me. 
[3  Array'd  in  mortal  Flefh, 
He  like  an  Angel  ftands, 
And  holds  the  Promifes 

And  Pardons  in  his  Hands  j 
Commiflion'd  from 
His  Father's  Throne,  T« 


,  I.  spiritual    SONG  S.  97 

To  make  his  Grsce 
To  Mortals  known.] 
4.  Great  Prophet  of  my  God,       ^ 

My  Tongue  would  blef&  thy  Name  j 
By  Thee  the  joyful  News 
Of  our  Salvaiion  came  5 
The  joyful  News 
Of  Sins  forgiv'n, 
Of  HellfubduM, 
And  Peace  with  Heav'n.] 
,-e  Be  thou  my  Counfellor, 

My  Pattern,  3.ndir\y  Gutde-, 
And  through  this  defart  Land 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  Side, 
O  let  my  Feet 
Ne'er  run  aftray, 
Nor  rove,  nor  feek 
The  crooked  Way  !] 
[6  I  love  my  Shepherd's  Voice, 
His  watchful  Eyes  fliall  keep 
My  wandring  Soul  among 
The  Thoufands  of  his  Sheep  5 
He  feeds  his  Flock, 
He  calls  their  Names, 
His  Bofom  bears 
The  tender  Lambs.] 
[7  To  this  dear  Surety's  Hand 
Will  I  commit  my  Caufe  5 
He  anfwers  and  fulfils 

His  Father's  broken  Laws, 
Behold  ray  Soul 
At  freedom  fet ! 
My  Surety  paid 
The  dreadful  Debt.] 
[8  Jefus  my  great  Eigh-Friefi, 
Offer'd  his  Blood  and  dy'd  5 
My  gui'ity  .Confcience  fceks 
No  Sacrffice  befide.  «i^ 


98  HYMNS  and 

Kis  powVful  Blood 
Did  once  atone  ? 
And  now  it  pleads 
Before  the  Throne.] 
[9  My  Aduocate  appears 

For  my  Defence  on  kigh  j 
The  F-ither  bows  his  Ears, 
And  lays  his  Thunder  by. 
Not  all  that  Hell 
Or  Sin  can  fay, 
vShail  turn  his  Heart, 
His  Love,  away.] 
[lo  My  dear  Almighty  Lord, 

My  ConqiCroYy.  and  my  Kingy 
Thy  Scepter,  and  thy  Swoid, 
Thy  reigning  Grace  I  fing. 
Thine  is  the  Psw'r  j 
Behold  I  fit 
In  willing  Bonds 
Before  thy  Feet.]. 
[11  Now  let  mv  Soul  arife, 

And  tread  the  Tempter  down  j 
My  Captain  leads  me  forth 
To  Conqueli  and  a  Crewn, 
A  feeble  Saint 
Shall  win  the  Day, 
Though  Death  and  Hell 
Obftiua  the  Way.] 
iz  £ho«ld  all  the  Hofts  of  Death, 
And  PowVs  of  Hell  unknown, 
Put  their  molt  dre.iduil  Forma 
Of  Rag-e  and  Mifchief  on  j 
I  (hall  be  Me. 
For  Chriji  difpiays 
Superior  Ppw'r 
And  Guardian  Grace. 

^hg  End  of  the  Firji  BooL 


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H    Y    M    N    S 

A  N  D 

SPIRITUAL    SONGS: 


BOOK    IT. 


Conipofed  en  Divine  Subjeds. 


I.  A  Song  of  Praife  to  God  from  Great-Bdtain. 

1    "^  T  A  T  U  R  E  with  all  her  Pow'rs  ftall  firg 
A  H      God  the  Cre:itor  a;  d  the  King  : 
Nor  Air.  n0r  Earth,  nor  Skies,  nor  Seas, 
Deny  ihe  Tjibute  of  tr.eir  Praife. 

[2  Begn  \o  make  his  Glofies  known, 
Yeb^eraphs  vh".t  fir  near  ris  Throne  \ 
Tune  your  Harps  high,  and  fprelid  the  Sound 
To  the  Creation's  utmoft  Bound.] 

[3  All  niortal  j'hing?  of"  rreaner  Frame, 
Exert  your  ForcCj  and  own  his  Name  : 
Vvhilft  with  our  Souls,  and  with  ojr  Voice, 
We  fing  his  Honours,  and  our  Joys] 

[4  To  hitn  be  facred  all  ^'-.■='  '^^v-. 
From  the  ycung  Cra-  ~";-ave  ; 

Our  Lips  fliall  his  loud  >  .  ^  telb 

And  evYy  Word  a  Miracle.] 

[s  t:. 


^co  HYMNS    and  fi.  l 

X 5  This  Northern  Ifle,  our  native  Land  : 
Lr's  laie  m  God^h'  Alniightv's  Hand  : 
O.r  Foes  or  V,a-ry  dream  in  vain. 
And  wear  the  captivating  Chain. 

^Vr^t  ^''-'^  °"^'.'^'  ^^^"  ^'-'^^^  Throne, 
And  makes  it  gracious  like  his  own  : 
Makes  our  fucceff.ve  Princes  kind, 
Ano  gives  our  Dangers  to  the  Wind.]  i 

7  Raife  monumental  Praifes  high 

To  h,m  that  ti)unders  through  x\^  Sky, 
And  with  an  awful  Nod  or  Frown 
bha^es  an  afpirin^-  Tyrant  down 

[S  Pillows  of  lafling  Brafs  proclaim 
a  he  i  riumphs  of  th'  Eternal  Name: 
VVhile  trembling  Nations  read  from  far 
i  he  Honours  of  the  Gcd  of  War  ] 

5-  P^J  ^f.  <^}^'-  flaming  Zeal  employ 
^■Jr  loftieft  fhoughts  and  loude It  Sonars  • 
Lriiani,  pronounce  with  warmeft  Joy  ^    ' 
titfann:i.\vQxc.  Ten  Thouland  Tongues. 

lo  7ef,  mighlyOod,  our  feeble  Frame 
Aitirnucs  in  vain  to  reach  thy  Name: 
^  ne  itrongtft  Notes  that  Anpels  raife, 
Famt  in  the  Wo;  fiiip  and  th^Praile. 

IT.  The  Death  of  aSa^jioii^. 

'    I\/f  ^^J'^- "J?l^f«  on  aw^ul  Subjeds  roll, 
J.  VA     Damnation  and  the  Dead, 
V/h'.t  H-rrofs  ftize  the  guilty  Soul 
v/pon  a  dying  Bed  ! 
1  Lijig^rini'  about  theie  mortal  Shcres, 
Si.e  makes  a  long  Dtl.iv. 
Till  like  a  Flo  d,  with  rapid  Force, 
De?,th  iweepsthe  Wrttch  away.  ' 
3  Then  (witt  and  dreadful  fhe  defcends 
Down  to  the  fiery  Coaft^ 

Anaongit 


5.  11.  Spiriiual   SONGS,  '     vo  i 

Amongft  abominable  Fiends, 
J-IerfciK  a  frigiTtfal  Ghoft. 

4  There  endlefs  Crowds  of  Sinners  lie. 

And  Darknrfs  makes  ibeir  Chains^ 
Tortur  d  with  keen  Defpair  they  cry, 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  Fains. 

5  Not  all  their  A«guilh,  and  their  Bloods 

For  their  old  Guilt  atones. 
Nor  the  Compafiion  of  a  God 

Shall  hearken  to  their  Groans. 
g  Amazing  Grace,  that  kept  my  Breath, 

Nor  bid  my  Soul  renriove, 
Till  I  had  learn'd  ray  Saviour's  Death., 

And  well  iniur'd  his  Love. 

III.  The  Death  and  Burial  of  a  Saint. 

1  \%J  H  Y  do  we  mourn  departing  Friends  ? 

%  ¥    '   Or  fnake  r^t  Death's  Alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  Voice  that  Jefus  fends 
To  call  them  to  his  Arms. 

2  Are  vve  not  te:  ;!inr  upward  too. 

As  fail  as   i  ;-  s  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  v.iin  the  Hoius  more  ilovy 
To  keep  he  f:  oni  cur  Love. 

3  Why  fhouid  v/e  tieiriMe  to  convey 

Their  Bodies  to  the  Tomb  ? 
There  tiie  de-r  Fleilj  of  Jifui  lay. 
And  ie^t  >>  ]oAi:,  ^-er-unie, 

4  The  Graves  of  all  hi?  Saists  he  bleft^ 

And  foften'd  eve:  v  Ecd  : 
Where  fhou'^  -^'^  --■-■"-  '"^-r'-ber^  rtfl, 
But  wirh 

5  Thence  he  ji •".,>;.  ..._^.. .  ....^  ... .  u, 

_  And  fhew'd  rair  Feet  the  V/ay  : 
V^  to  the  Lo.d  CO"  FlcHi  flial!  fij^. 


202  HYMNS    and  B. 

f^  Then  let  tlie  laft  loud  Trumpet  found. 
And  bid  our  Kindred  rife; 
AwJce,  ye  Nations,  vmder  Ground, 
Ye  baints,  afcend  the  Skies, 

IV,    Sal^alion  in  the  Crofs. 

1  tJi  E  R  E  at  thy  Crofs,  my  dving  God, 
.i  ,i     I  lay  niy  toul  beneath  thy  Love, 
Beneath  the  Droppings  of  thy  Biood, 
Jefus,  nor  (liall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Not  all  that  Tyrants  think  or  fay, 
With  Rage  and  Lightning  in  their  Eyes, 
Nor  Htll  fhall  fright  my  Heart  away, 
Should  Hell  with  all  its'Legiens  rife. 

3  Should  worlds  confpire  to  drive  me  thence, 
Movelefs  and  firm  this  Heart  fhould  lie  ; 
Rei'olv'd  (for  that's  my  laft  Defence) 
If  I  muft  periOi,  there  to  die. 

4  But  rpe:ik,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  Fear  j 
Am  i  not  fafe  beneath  thy  Shade  ? 
Thy  Vengeance  will  not  ftrike  me  iiere, 
Nor  ^atan  dares  my  Soul  invade. 

5  Yes,  I'm  fecure  beneath  thy  Biood, 
And  all  my  Foes  fhall  lofe  thei^  Aim  j 
Hofanna  to  my  dying  God, 
And  my  beit  Honouis  to  his  Name. 

V,  Lor:ging  to  praife  Chv'i^  better. 

1  T     O  R  D,  wh'- n  my  Tho'ts  with  Wonder  roll 
X_^     O'er  the  fha!  p  Sorrcws  cf  th/  Soul} 
And  read  my  Maker's  bioken  Laws, 
Repair'd  and  honoured  by  thy  Crois  : 

2  When  I  beheld  Death,  Hell,  and  Sin, 
Vanquifh'd  by  that  dear  Blood  of  thine, 
And  fee  the  Man  that  groaiv'd  and  dy'd, 
'Sh  "brious  bv  his  Father's  Side  : 

3   My 


I.  II.  spiritual   SONGS.  io% 

I  My  Paffions  riie  and  foar  abot^, 
I'm  wingd  with  Faith,  and  fii'd  with  Love  5 
Fain  would  I  reach  ete  nal  Things, 
And  learn  the  N-tes  that  Gabriel  fmgs. 
ij.  But  mv  Heart  fails,  my  Tongue  complains. 
For  Want  of  their  immortal  Str:  ins  j 
And  in  fuch  humble  Notes  as  thefe 
Mufl  fall  below  thy  Viftories. 
5  Weil,  the  kind  Miiute  muft  appear, 
When  we  (hall  leave  the.'e  Bodies  here; 
Thefe  Clogs  of  Clay,  and  mount  en  high, 
To  join  the  Songs  above  the  Sky. 
VI.  A  Morning  Song. 
J  /^  N  C  E  mo'-e,  my  Soul,  the  rifing  Day 
1^     Salutes  thy  waking  iLyes, 
Once  more,  my  Voice,  thy  Tnbute  pay 
To  h)5Ti  that  rolls  the  Skies. 
i  Night  unto  Night  his  Name  repeats. 
The  Day  renews  the  Sound, 
Wide  as  the  Hersv'n  on  which  he  fits 
To  twrn  the  Seafons  round. 
5  'Tis  he  fupports  my  mortal  Frame, 
My  Tengre  Ihall  fpeak  bis  Praife  j 
My  Sins  would  rcuze  his  Wrath  to-Fiame. 
And  yet  his  Wrath  delays. 
[4  On  a  poor  Worm  thy  Pow'r  might  tread. 
And  I  could  ne'er  withftand  : 
Thy  Juitice  might  have  crufn'd  me  dead. 
But  Mercy  held  thine  Hand. 

5  A  Thoufand  wretched  Souls  are  fl=d 

Since  the  lad  fetting  Sun, 
And  yet  thou  length'ntit  out  say  Thread, 
And  yet  my  Moments  run, 

6  Dear  God,  let  all  my  Hours  be  thine,  ' 

Whilft  I  enjoy  thy  Light, 
Then  fhall  my  Sun" in  Smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleaiing  Night. 


104  HYMNS  and  B    ;. 

VII.  An  Evening  Song. 

(i   T^  READ  Sov'reign,  let  my  Evening  Sor 
JL-J     Like  holy  Incenl'e  rife  ; 
AiTift  the  OfF'rings  of  my  Tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  Ski;s. 
a  Through  all  thte  Dangers  of  the  Day 
Thy  Hand  was  ftill  my  Guard, 
And  Hill  to  drive  my  Wants  away 
Thy  Mercy  flood  prepared.) 

3  Perpetual  BlefTiii-gs  from  above 

Encompafs  me  around,  , 

But  O  how  few  Returns  of  Love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him  that  dy'd 

To  fave  my  wretched  Soul  ? 
How  are  my  Follies  mukiply'd, 
Faft  as  my  Minutes  roll. 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  Heart  of  mine^ 

To  thy  dear  Crcfs  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  Grace  my  Soul  refign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  Thee. 

6  Sprinkled  afrefh  with  pardoning  Blood 

I  lay  me  down  to  relt, 
As  in  th'  Embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour  s  Breaft. 

VIII.  A  Hjmn  for  Morniu^  or  E<vening, 

I    "LJOSANNAy  with  a  chearful  Sound, 
■*^     To  God's  upholding  Hand  ; ' 
len  Thoufand  Snares  attend  us  round. 
And  yet  fecure  we  ftand. 
a  That  was  a  moft  amazing  Pow'r 
That  raised  us  with  a  Word, 
And  every  Day,  and  every  Hour, 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  T 


5.  IL  spiritual  SONGS.  105 

;  The  Ev'ning  refts  our  weary  Head, 
And  Angels  guard  the  Room, 
We  wake,  and  v^e  admire  the  Bed 
That  was  not  made  onr  Tomb. 
4.  The  rifmg  Morning  can't  arfiure 
That  we  iliall  end  the  Day, 
For  Death  ftands  ready  at  the  Door 
To  feize  our  Li\^es  away. 

5  Our  Breath  is  forfeited  by  Sin 

To  God's  revenging  Law  j 
We  own  thy  Grace,  immortal  King, 
In  ev'ry  Gafp  we  draw. 

6  God  is  our  Sun,  whofe  daily  Light 

Our  Joy  and  Safety  brings  ; 
Our  feeble  Flefh  lies  fafe  at  Night, 
Beneath  his  fhady  Wings. 

IX.  Godly  Sorronv  arifing  from  the  Sufferings  of 
Chrift. 

I     ^   LAS!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  i 
XX     And  did  my  Sov'reign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  f^cred  Head 
For  fuch  a  Worm  as  I  ? 
[z  Thy  Body  flain,  fweet  Jefus  thine. 
And  bath'd  in  its  own  Blood, 
While  all  expos'd  to  Wrath  divine. 
The  glorious  Suft'rer  Hood!] 
5  W^as  it  for  Crimes  that  I  had  done. 
He  groaned  upon  the  Tree  ? 
Amazing  Pity  !  Grace  unknown  ! 
And  Love  beyond  Degree  ! 

4  Well  might  the  Sun  in  Darknefs  hide. 

And  (hut  his  Glories  in, 
When  God  the  mighty  Maker  dy'd 
For  Man  the  Creature's  Sin. 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  bluftiing  Face, 

While  his  dear  CroTs  appears^ 

Diffolyc 


ic6  .    '     HYMNS    and  .B. 

DilTolve  my  Heart  in  Thankfulnefs, 
And  riielt  ray  Eyes  to  Tears, 
6  But  Dr  -ps  of  Grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  Debt  of  Love  we  owe  ; 
Here,  Lnrtl,  I  give  myleif  away,  , 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

X.  Parting  'uuith  Carnal  Joys. 
\    'X/fY  Soul  forfak's  her  vain  Delight, 
i,VA     And  bids  the  Wo-ld  farewel  j 
Bale  as  the  Dirt  bene?th  my  Feet, 
And  mifchievous  as  HelJ. 

2  No  bnger  will  I  afkycur  Love, 

Nor  feek  your  Friendfhip  more  ; 
The  Happineis  that  I  auorove. 
Lies  not  within  your  Pow'r- 

3  There's  nothing  round  this  fpacious  Earth 

That  (uits  my  large  Defirej 
To  boundlefs  Joy  and  foli'd  Mirth  - 
My  nobler  Thoughts  afpire. 
U  Where  pleafure  rolis  its  living  Flood, 
''      From  Sin  and  Drofs  i  efin'd, 
Still  fpringing  from  the  Throne  of  G^d,, 

-  And  fit  tu  cheer  the  Mind. 
e  Tir  Almighty  Ruler  ef  the  Sphere, 
The  (dorious  and  the  Great, 
Brings  his  own  All  fuffic'ence  there, 
To  m^ke  our  Blifs  complete.] 
6  Had  I  the  Pinions  of  a  Dove, 
rd  cliwb  the  heav'nly  Road; 
Theie  fits  my  Saviour  dreft  in  Love, 
And  there  my  fmdmg  God. 

XL  The  f am, 
1  TSend  the  Joys  of  Earth  away, 
i     Away  ye  Tempters  of  the  Mmd, 
Falfe  as  the  fmoovh  deceitful  Sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whirling  Wmd, 


II.   -  spiritual   SONG  S.  107 

5four  Streams  were  iicating  me  along- 
Down  to  th.-t  Gulf  of  black  De!pair, 
iAnd  vAvlCi  Ililten\i  to  yoGrSong, 
\Yoni  Streams  had  e'en  conveyed  me  tinere. 
Lord,   I  adore  thy  rnatchlefs  Grace, 
j  That  warned  me  of  that  dark  Ab  is  5 
jThat  drew  me  from  thofe  treacherous  Seas, 
[And  bid  me  leek  fuperior  Blifs. 
NoA-t^  t!ie  fhiiiing  Realms  above, 
J  ft.  etch  mine  Hands,   and  glance  mine  Eyes  ; 
O  for  the  Pinions  of  a  Dove, 
To  be.\r  me  to  the  Upper  Skies! 
There,  from  the  Bofom  of  my  God, 
Oceans  ofc  endlefs  Pleaiure  rcli : 
There  would  I  fix  my  lail  Abode, 
And  drown  the  Sorrows  cf  ray  Soul. 

IL  Chrift  is  the  Suhjlana  5/  the  Levitical  Priefx- 

kood. 

Til  E  tr^e  M'JJlah  now  appears. 
The  Types  are  ail  withdrawn  j 
So  fly  the  Shadows  and  the  Sta;  s 

Eei'cre  the  rifing  Dawn. 
No  fmoaking  Svyeets,  nor  bleeding  Larnbs, 

Nor  Kid,  nor  Bullock  (lain  j 
Incenfe  and  Spice  of  coftly  Names, 

VVouil  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 
Aa'-on  muft  lav  his  Robes  away, 

His  Mitre  and  his  Veit, 
WnenGod  himfcif  comes  down  to  be 

The  Off'ring  and  the  Pritit. 
He  took  our  mortal  Fiefn  to  fnew 

The  Wonders  of  his  Love  j 
For  us  he  paid  his  Life  below  j 

And  prays  for  us  above, 


:c8  H  r  M  N  S    and 

5  Father,  he  cries,  forgi've  their  Sins^ 
For  I  mjfelf  han/e  Jy\<i\  ^ 

And  then  he  {hows  his  open  Veins, 
And  pleads  his  wounded  Side. 

XIII.  The  Creation,  Prefer'Oatiofi,  Dijfolution 
Rejio ration  of  this  World. 


s 


The  Lord  that  rear'd  this  (lately  Frai 
Let  half  the  Nations  found  i  is  Praile, 
And  Lands  unknown  repeat  his  Name. 

I  He  form'd  the  Seas,  and  form'd  the  Hills 
Made  ev'ry  Di  op,  and  evVy  Dtrif, 
Nature  and  Time,  with  all  their  Wheels, 
And  puflfd  them  into  Motion  firft. 

3  Now,  from  his  high  imperial  Throne, 
He  looks  far  down  upon,  the  >  pheres  j 
He  bids  the  fhining  Orbs  roll  on. 
And  round  he  turns  our  halty  Years. 

4.  Thus  {hall  this  moving  Engine  lad 
Till  all  his  Sains s  are  gathered  in  : 
Then  for  the  Trumpets  dreadiul  Blaft 
To  ill  ike  it'all  to  Duft  again  ! 

5  Yet  when  the  Sound  lliall  tear  the  Skies, 
And  Lightning  burn  the  Gl  be  below, 
Saints,  you  may  Hit  your  joyful  Eyes, 
There's  a  new  Heav'n  and  Earth  for  you. 

XIV.    rhe  Lord's  Day  i  or,  Delight  in  Ordim 

1   'WJ  E  L  C  O  M  E,  fweet  Day  of  Reft, 
VV       That  faw  the  Lord  arifej 
We'come  to  this  reviving Breaft, 
And  thofe  rejoicing  Eyes  \ 
%  The  King  himfelf  comes  near. 
And  feafts  his  Saints  to  Day, 


{.ir  Spiritual     SONGS.  109 

Here  wamay  fit,  and  fee  him  here. 
And  love,  and  praiie,   and  pray. 
;  One  Day  amidft  the  Place 

WJ[iere  my  dear  God  hath  beenj 
Is  fweeter  than  Ten  Thourand  Days 
Of  pleafarable  Sin, 
f -My  willing  Soul  would  f-by 
[         In  fuch  a  Frame  as  thi?, 
i     And  fit  and  fing  l^||ftlt  away 
j         To  everlaftmg  Blils. 

:XV.    The   Enjoyment  of  Chriftj    or,    Delight  in 

Worp.ip, 
[;i    Kj^AR  from  my  Tho'ts  vain  World  begone, 
J7      Let  my  religious  Hours  alone; 
Fain  would. my  Eyes  my  Saviour  fee, 
1  vvaitaV]fit,  Lord,  from  Thee. 

%  My  Heart  grows  warm  with  holy  FirCj 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  Defire  : 
Come,  my  dear  Jefus\  from  above, 
And  feed  my  Soul  with  heav'niy  Love. 

[3  The  Trees  of  Life  immortal  ftand, 
in  flour'fhingRows,  at  thy  Right  Hand, 
And  in  fweet  Murmurs,  by  their  bide, 
Rive-s  of  Blifs  perpetual  glide 

4  Hafle  then,  but  with  a  fmilingFace^ 
And  fpread  the  Tableof -tHy  Grace  \ 
Brii^  down  a  Taite  '^Fruit  divine. 
And  cheer  my  Heart  vvjih  facred  Wine, 

I  Bleft  JefuSi  what  delicious  Fare  ! 
How  fweet  thy  Entertainments  are! 
Never  did  Angels  talte  above, 
Redeeming  Grace  and  dying  Love. 

^  Hail,  great  Immanuelj   all  divine, 
In  Thee  thy  Father's  Glories  ihinej 
Thou  brighteft,  iweeteft.  faireft  One, 
That  Eyes  have  feen,  or  Aageis  known 

F  a  XVI, 


xio  HYMNS    and 

XVI.  Part  the  Second. 

7  T      ORD,  what  a  Heav'n  of  (living  Gra 
3   y  Shines  through  the  Beauties  ot  thy  1 

And  lights  our  PafBons  to  a  Flame ! 
Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  Name  ! 

8  When  I  can  fay,   my  God  is  mine  !  ^ 
When  I  can  feel  thy  Glories  fhine, 

1  tread  the  World^neath  my  Feet, 
And  all  that  Earth  calls  Good  or  Great. 

9  While  fuch  a  Scene  of  facred  Joys 
Our  raptur'd  Eyes  and  Souls  employs  j 
Here  we  could  fit,  and  gaze  a^ay, 

A  long,  an  everlaftin^Day. 

10  Well,,  we  Ihall  quickly  pafs  the  Night, 
To  the  fair  Coafts  of  perfecit  Light  j 
Tben  ftiall  our  joyful  Senles  rove 
O'er  the  dear  Objedh  of  our  Love. 

[ii  There  (hall  we  drink  full  Draughts  of 
And  pluck  new  Life  from  heav'niy  Trees 
Yet  now  and  then,   dear  Lord,  beftow     ' 
A  Drop  of  Heav'n  on  Worms  bel©vv. 

12  Send   Cemforts  down  from  thy  Right  I- 
While  we  pafs  through  this  barren  Land, 
And  in  thy  Temple  let  us  fee 
A  Giimpfe  of  Lwve,  a  Glimpfe  of  Thee.] 

XVIL  God's  Eternity.  ' 

1   TJ  ISE,  rife  my  Soul,  and  leave  the  Grcfi 

_£%,     Stretch  all  my  Th  ughts  abroad. 
And  roufe  up  ev'ry  tuneful  Sound, 
To  praife  th'  eternal  God. 
a  Long  e'er  the  lofty  Skies  were  fpread, 
Jsho^jah  fiird  his  Throne  j 
Or  ^da}n  form'd,  or  Angels  made. 
The  Maker  liv'd  alone. 


■      spiritual    SONG  S. 

s  boundlefs  Years  can  ne'er  decreafe. 

But  ilJll  maintnin  their  Prime  j 

ernify  's  his  dwelling  Place, 
^  Ard  ever  is  his  1  iin?. 

'hile  like  a  Tide  ou.  Minutes  iiov^j 
jTlie  prefentand  the  paft^ 
ie  fills  his  o.-  n  iinrnortal  Now, 
j  Andftes  our  Ages  walte. 
I  he  Sea  and  Sky  mi;ft  perifli  too^ 
I  iVnd  vafc  Dcftru^tijn  come ; 

he  Creatures,  look,  how  old  they  grow^ 

And  wait  their  fiery  Doom  ! 
Veil,  let  the  Sea  fhrink  all  away. 

And  Flame  melt  down  the  Skies, 
■ly  God  fha^ll  live  an  endlefs  Day, 

When  th'old  Creatiori  dies. 


XVIII.  The  Minipy  of  Angels. 

HIGH  on  a  Hill  of  dazzling  Light 
The  King  of  Glory  Ipreads  his  Seat, 
.^nd  Troops  of  Angels,  ftrctch'd  for  Flighty 
stand  waiting  round  his  awful  Feet. 
*Go,  faith  the  Lord,  my  Gabriel  p-c. 
Salute  the  Virgin's  frul'ful  U'o?nh  ^ 

\Ma'k€  hafie,  ye  Cherubs,  dc-iV7i  beloiAj,  ;^ 

Sini'^  a-nd  pre  claim  ike  Swuiour  come,  "^ 

iJHere  a  bright  Squadron  leaves  the.  Skies, 
And  thick  ar^urd  Eli/ha  ftands ; 
Anon  a  heav'nly  Soldier  flies, 
f[And  breaks  the  Chains  from  Peter^s  H.Uids, 
Thy  winged  ^Troops,  O  God  of  HcitSj, 
Wait  on  thy  waud'ring  Church  below  3 


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Here  we  are  failing  to  thy  Coafts, 
Let  Angeis  be  our  Convoy  too. 
5  J  Are  they  not  al!  thy  Servants,  Loi  d  ? 
At  thy  Son^i^and  they  go  and  come  j 
With  chearful  H^ile  obey  thy  Word, 
And  guard  thy  Children  to  their  Home. 

XIX.   Our  Bodies  fra'tlj  and  God  our  Prefervn 

J   T     E  T  others  boaft  how  ftrong  they  be, 
I    J     Nor  Death  nor  Danger  fear  i 
But  we'll  confefs,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  Things  we  are. 
z  Frefn  as  ihe  CJrafs  our  Bodies  ftand, 
And  flourifli  bright  and  g.iy, 
A  bhiling  W  nd  {weeps  o'er  the  Land, 
And  fades  the  Grafs  away. 

3  Our  L)fe  contains  a  choulmd  Springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Sir,  nge  !  that  a  Harp  of  tboufand  Strings, 
Should  keep  in  1  unefo  long' 

4  But  tis  our  God  fupports  our  Frame, 

The  God  that  "built  us  firft  j 
Salvation  to  th'  Almighty  Name, 

That  r'.ar\l  us  from  the  Duft. 
[5  He  fpoke,  and  ftrait  our  Hearts  and  Brainsi 

In  all  thei:  Motions  rofe  j 
L(t. Blood,  faid  he^^a-xv  rcund  the  TtiMS, 

And  rourid  the  Veins  it  flows. 
6  While  we  have  Breatli,  sr  ufe  our  Tongues, 

Our  Maker  we'll  adore; 
His  Spirit  moves  cur  lieaving  Lungs, 

Or  they  would  breatlje  no  more.] 


;Hsb.  i.  ul:, 

.       XX, 


spiritual    SONGS,  x^S 

BaMdw.s   and    KHurns;    or,  Vh  Incon- 
^'fxancyot  our  Lo^e. 

4 THY  is  my  Hear:  fo  far  from  Thee, 
A/    *Mv  God,   my  chief  Delight ;       ^ 
/by  are  mv  Thoughts  no  '^'O^e  by  Day 
With  the  Thee,  no  more  by  Night  > 
Why  {hould  my  fooiiOi  Paffions  rove  I 
Where  c^r\  fuch  Sweetnels  be, 
l,s  I  h  av  e  ta  fted  i  n  thy  Love, 
As  I  have  found  m  Thee  r  J 
.Vhen  my  forgetful  Soul  renews 

The  Savour  of  thy  Grace, 
Av  Heart  prefumes  I  cannot  lole 

The  Relifti  ail  my  Days. 
Rut  e'er  one  fleeting  Hour  is  paft, 
"  The  flatt  ring  World  employs 
Some  fenfual  Bavt  to  felze  my  fafte, 
And  to  pollute  my  Joys. 
Trifles  of  Nature  or  of  Art, 

With  faif  deceittul  Charnis,       - 
Intrude  upon  my  thougntlefs  Heart, 
i      And  thiull  Thee  from  my  Arms.] 
Then  Irepefit,  and  vex  ray  Soul, 

That  I  (hould  leave  fnee  io, 
Where  will  thofe  wild  Affeftions  roll 
That  kt  a  Saviour  go  r         ^       _  . 
7  Sin's  promis-d  Joys  are  turn'd  to  Pain, 

And  I  am  drown'd  in  Crnet; 
But  mv  dear  Lord  returns  agam, 

He  flies  to  my  Relief.. 
Seizing  my  SnuW-ithAv^t  Surprize, 

He  draws  with  loving  Bands  j 
Divine  Compaffion  in  his  Eyes,     _ 
•     And  Pardon  in  his  Hands.  J 
■q  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus, 

InChaceof/alfeDehghtl  ^^^ 

F  4 


514-  HYMN  S    and 


4 


Let  me  be  f'aflen'd  to  thy  Crofs, 

Rr.thei-  tlan  Icfe  thy  Sight.] 
[lo  Make  H-^fte,   my  Days,   to  reach,  the  Go.l, 

And  bring -nv;  Heart  to  reft, 
On  ijie  tiear  Cer.treof  my  Soul, 

My  God,  my  Saviour^  Brealt.] 

XXI.  A  Song  of  Praife  lo  Gcd  the  Redfnmr. 

J    T      ET  the  old  Heathens  tune  their  Song 
I    V     Of  great  Diuna,.7^\A  of  'jo-ue^ 
But  the  Tweet  Thcjr.e  that  moves  mv  Tcngus 
Is  my  Redeemer  and  his  Love. 

a  Bel-.old  a  God  defcends  and  dies, 
To  fave  my  Soul  from  gaping  Hell  j 
How  the  black  Gulph  where  Satan  lies 
YawnM  to  receive  me  when  I  fell ! 

3  How  Jufticefrovvn''d,  and  Vengeance  flood,       j 
To  drive  me  down  to  cndlefs  Pain  ! 

But  the  great  Son  proposed  his  Blood, 
And  heav'nly  Wrath  grew  mild  again. 

4  Infinite  Lover,  gracious  Lord, 

To  Thee  be  endiefs  Honour  giv'n; 
Thy  wcndYcus  Name  fliali  be  adoi'd. 
Round  the  wide  Earth,  and  wider  Heavn. 

XXII.  IVilh  God  is  terrible  Majefy. 

TERRIBLE  God  that  reigtrft  on   high, 
Hew  awful  is  thy  thundYing  Hand  i 
Thy  fiery  Bolts  how  fif^rce  they  fly  ! 
Nor  can  ail  Earth  or  Hell  withfland. 

2  This  the  old  Rebel  /\nge!s  knew, 
And  Satan  fell  beneath  thy  Frown: 
Thine  Arrows  ftruckthe  Traitoi-  through, 
And  weighty  Vengeance  funk  him  down. 

3  This  SoJom  feit,  and  feels  it  (Till, 
And  r..ais  beneath  ih' eternal  Loadj 

JVith 


I.  II.  spiritual   S  Q^N  OS,  m5 

If^tth  endlefs  Burnings,   ivbo  can  d^xuell) 
Or  bear  the  Fury  of  a  God? 
;  Tremble,   ye  Sinners,  and  fi-ibrnit. 
Throw  down  your  Arms  before  his  Throne, 
Bend  your  Heads  low  beneath  his  Feet, 
Or  his  itroHg  Hand  mall  crufh  yea  down. 
And  ye,  bieft  Saints,i^  that  l6ve  him  too, 
^Vith  Rev'rence  bow  before  his  Name, 
Thus  all  his  heav'nly  Servants  do  : 
God  is  a  bright  and  burning  Flame. 

XXIII.    The  Sight,  of  God  and  Chrift  in  Hea^jen, 

X  T~\  E  8  CE N  D  from  Heav'n,  immortal  Dove, 
%_/   Stoop  down,  and  take  us  on  thy  Wings,. 
And  mount,  snd  bear  us  far  above 
The  Reach  of  thele  inferior  Thing?.  . 

a  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  Sky, 
Up  where  eternal  Ages  roll, 
Where  folid  Pieafures  never  die, 
And  Fruits  immortal  feaft  the  501II, 

3  O  for  a  Sight,  a  pleafing  Sight, 

Of  our  Almiglity  Father's  Throne  ! 

There  fits  our  Saviour,  crown'd  with  Light, 

Cloth'd  in  a  Body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  Saints  around  him  ftand. 

And  Thrones  and  Pow'rs  before  him  fall ^ 
The  God  Ihines  gracious. through  tlie  Ma::, 
And  llieds  fweet  Cjlorieson  them  all. 

5  O  what  amazing  Joys  they  feel, 
While  to  their  golden  Harps  they  fing, 
And  fit  on  tv'vy  heav'nly  Hill, 

And  fpread  the  Triumphs  of  their  King, 

6  When  (hall  the  Day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
That  T  Hiall  mount  to  dwell  above,  " 
And  ftand  and  bow  amongil'em  there, . 
And  view  thy  Face,  and  fmg,  and  love,. 

F  5  XXLV 


H  r  M  N  S   and  B.  II. 


XXIV.  The  E-uil  of  Sin  nji/lhU  in  the  Tall  of  Angels 
and  Men. 

%  \)|7HEN  the  great  Bailder  archd  the  Skies, 
W       And  foim^i  all  Nature  with  a  Woid, 
The  joyful  Cherubs  tua'.d  his  Praife, 
And  evVy  bending  Th^Vie  ador'd» 

2  High  in  the  Midlt  of  ail  the  Throng, 
Satan,  a  tali  Arch-Angel,  fat, 
*AniOng(i:  the  Moinirig  Stars  he  fung, 
'Till  Sin  deih"oy"'d  hishea^'nly  State. 

[3  'Twas  Sin  that   iuul'd  him  from  his  Throne, 
Giov'ling  in  Fire  the  Rebel  lies  j 
•\HQn.v  art  thou  funk  in  Darknefs  donvn^ 
Son  of  the  Morning,  from  the  Skies. ^ 

4  And  thus  our  two  firft  Parents  ftood, 
TilJ  Sin  defiiM  t'ae  happy  Place  ; 
They  loft  their  Garden  and  their  God, 
And  ruin'd  all  the^r  unburn  Race. 

[^  So  fprung  the  1  lag,iie  from  Ada?n\  Bow'r, 
And  fpread  Deftradtion  ail  abroad  ; 
Sin,  thecurft  Name,  and  in  One  Heur, 
Spoil'd  Six  Days  Labour  of  a  God.] 

6  Trenribie,   my  Soal,  and  mourn  fcr  Grief,        ^ 
Thatfwch  a  Foc  fliould  fcize  thy  Brealt  j 

Fly  to  the  Lord  for  quick  Relief  j 
O  may  lie  fl.iy  this  iieach'roos  Gufft. 

7  Then  to  thy  Throne,   vi6\orious  King, 
Then  to  thy  Throne  our  Shouts  fliali  ij/i», 
Thine  everlaiting  Arm  we  ling", 

For  Sin  the  Monlter  bletds  and  dies. 


*  Job  xxxviii,  7.  ■\  Ifaiah  xiv.   12. 

XXV. 


B.  II.  spiritual   SO  N  G  S.  117 

XXV.  Complaining  of  "spiritual  Sloth, 

Y  diowiy  Pow'rs,  why  deep  ye  fo ? 

__    Awake  m}-  (iLiggifn  Soul  ! 

Nothing  has  half  thy  Woik  co  do. 
Yet  nothing's  half  lb  dull. 

2  The  little  Ants  for  one  poor  Grain 

Labccir,  and  tng,   and  drive, 
Vet  we,  v^hoh^ve  a  Heav'n  t'obtainj 
How  negligent  we  live  ? 

3  We,  for  wi.iofe  Sake  all  Na*  lire  (lands. 

And  Stars  their  iJoiirfes  move; 
We,  for  wliofe  Guard  the  Angel  Bands 

Come  flying  from  dbcve  ; 
4.  V/e,   for  wh  )m  God  the  Son  came  down, 

Aiid  ia'jour'd  for  our  Good, 
iiow  carelcis  to  fecure  that  Crcwn, 

He  pur. has  d  with  his  Blood  ! 

5  Lord,  fhall  we  lie  fofluggifn  Itiil, 

And  never  act  our  t  ans  ?. 
Come,  hdy  Dove,  from  heavnly  Hill^ 
And  fie   and  warm  our  Hearts. 

6  Then  dial!  our  a6live  Spints  moye, 

Upward  our  Soul?  i}>all  rife; 
With  Hands  of  Faith,  and  Wings  of  Love^ 
We'll  &'/}  and  take  the  Prize. 

XXVI.  God  in^vif.ble. 

O  R  D,  we  are  blind,  we  Mortals  bHnd;, 
We  c-in't  behold  thy  bright  Abode  ; 
D  'tis  beyond  a  Creature-mind, 
To  glance  a  Thought  half-way  to  God  ! 
Infinite  Leagues  beyond  the  Sky, 
The  great  E:ernal  reigns. alone, 
Where  neither  Wings  nor  Souls  can  fly, 
Nor  Angels  clivnb  the  toplefs  Throne. 

F  6  3  The 


viS  HYMNS  and  B.  IF. 

3  The  Lord  of  Glory  builds  his  Sea: 
Of"  Gems  infliperably  brigiit, 
And  lays  beneath  his  facred  Feet, 
Suhftantial  Beams  ct  gloomy  Night. 

4  Yet,  Glorious  Lord,  thy  gracious  Eyes 
Look  through,  and  chear  us  from  above  } 
Beyond  cur  fraile  thy  Grandeur  flies, 
Yet  we  adore,  and  yet  we  love. 

XXVIL      ? r at [e  ye  him    all  his   Angels.     Pfalm 
cxlviii.  2. 

1  /~1  OD!    th' eternal  awfid  Name, 

V_J     'That. the  whole  heav'niy  Army   fears j 
That  fhakes  the  wide  Creation  s  Frame, 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  hears. 

2  Like  Flames  of  Fire  his  Servants  are, 
And  Li^ht  furrounds  his  Dwelling  Place  j. 
But,  0\  ye  fieiy  Flames,  declaie  ^ 
The  brighter  Glories  of  liis  Face. 

3  'TJs  not  for  fuch  poor  Worms  as  we 
To  {peak  To  inftnite  a  Thing; 

But  yuur  immortal  Eyes  furvty  -^ 

The^Beauties  of  your  Sovereign  King. 

4  Tell  bow  heOiewsdiis  fmiling  Face, 
And  clothes- all  Heav'n  in  bright  Array  :, 
Triumph  and  Joys  run  through  tiie  Place, 
And  SouiiS  eternal  as  the  Day. 

c  Speak  (for  yoti  ftel  his-burning  Love) 
What  Ze  d  ii  ipreadi  thr.  ugh  ail  your  Frame  ; 
That  facrcd  Fire  dwells  all  above, 
For  we  on  Earth  have  Icfl  the  Name. 

[6  Sing  of  his  Pow'r  and  Jifiice  too, 
That  infinite  Right  Hand  <  f  his, 
That  vanquifh'd  Saian  and  his  Crew, 
And  Thunder  drove  them  down  from  Blifs.] 

[7  What  r.iighty  StoriTrs  of  poifon'd  Darts 
W'^rc  >i".r'"d  unon  the  Rebels  there  ! 

What 


.IT.  Spiritual  SONGS.  119 

\ 

What  deadly  Jav'lins  naiTd  their  Hearts. 

Fall  to  the  Racks  of  long  Deipair!] 
8  Shout  to  your  K>Kg,  you  heav'nlv  Koil ; 

You  that  behold  the  finking  Foe  ; 

Firmly  ye  ftocd  when  they  wereiuft  ; 

Fraife  the  rith  Grace  that  kept  ye  fo.] 
^  ProcUim  his  Wonders  from  the  Skies, 

Let  ev'ry  diftant  Nation  hear  ; 

And  while  you  foiind  his  lofty  Fraife, 

Let  humble  Mortals  bow  and  fear. 


XXVIII.    Death  and  Eterjiitv. 


'$' 


Converfe  a\\  hile  with  Death  j 
Think  how  a  gafping  Mortal  lies, 
And  pants  away  his  Breath, 
a  His  quiv'ring  Lip  hangs  feebly  down,. 
His  Pulfes  faint  and  tew, 
Then,  fpeechlefs,  with  a  doleful  Groan, 
He  bids  the  World  adieu. 

3  But,  O  the  Soul  that  never  dies ! 

At  once  it  leaves  the  Clay  ! 
Ye  Tiiough-s,  pur  ill  e  it  where  it  flies, 
And  track  its  wond'rons  Way. 

4  Up  to  the  Courts  where  Angels  dwell, 

It  mounts  ti  nimphing  thej  e  j 
Or  Devils  plunge  it  down  to  Hell, 
In  infinite  Defpair. 

5  And  muft  my  Body  faint  and  die? 

And  muft  this  Soul  remove  ? 
O  !  for  fcrme  Guardian  Angel  nigh. 
To  bear  it  fafe  above  i 

6  Jcfus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  Hand 

My  il?.ked  Soul  I  trult, 
And  my  Flefh  waits  for  thy  Command, 
To  drop  into  my  Duft. 

XXIX, 


120  HYMNS  and  1 

XXI5E;  Redemption  by  Price  a.'.d  Poiver. 

1    <^ESUS,  with  nli  thy  S^rts  above, 
^     My  Tongue  would  bear  her  Part, 
Would  found  aloud  thy  faving  Love, 
And  Ting  thy  bleeding  Heart. 
z  Bleit  be  the  Lamb,   my  deareft  Lord, 
V'ho  bouglu  me  with  his  Blood, 
And  quench'd  his  Father'-  fl.uning  Sword 
In  Ills  own  vital  Flood. 

3  The  Lamb  that  freed  my  captive  Soul 

Fr6m  Satan  ^  heavy  Chains, 
And  fent  the  L:on  down  to  howl, 
Where  Heil  and  Hoiror  reigns. 

4  All  Glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

And  ncver-ceriling  Pjaife, 
Wliile  Angel>  live  to  know  his  Name, 
Or  Saints  to  feel  his  Grace. 

XXX.  Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

[i  /"^  O  M  E,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
\_j     And  let  our  Joys  be  known  j 
Join  in  a  Song  with  fweec  Accord, 
And  thus  I'uiTound  the  Throne, 
a  The  Sorrows  of  the  Mind 

Be  b.iniib'd  from  the  Place  ! 
Religion  never  was  defign'd 
To  make  our  PJeafurelefs.] 
3  Let  thofe  ;  efufe  to  fmg 

That  never  knew  our  God, 
But  Favorites  of  the  Heav'niy  Kingj 
May  fpeak  their  jcys  abroad. 
[4  The  God  that  Tules  on  high, 
And  thunders  when  he  pleafe, 
That  rides  upon  the  itormy  bky,. 
Aiifl  manages  the  Seas.] 


5  Thii 


^t  n.  S}mtual  SONGS,  i^i 

This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love, 
He  (hall  fend  down  his  heav'niy  Pov/rs 

To  carry  us  above. 
There  we  Ihall  fee  his  Face, 

i\nd  never,  never  fio  ; 
I  There,  from  the  Rivtrs  of  his  Grace, 

Drink  endlefs  Pleafaresin. 
Yes,   and  before  we  rife 

To  that  immortal  State, 
The  Thoughts  of  fuch  amazing  Bhfs 

Should  corulant  Joys  create. 
.8  The  Men  of  Grace  have  found 
,        Gioiy  begun  below, 

Celeillal  Fruits  on  earthly  Ground 

From  Faith  and  Hope  ra.iy  gron'. 

9  The  Kill  of  ^;o»  yields 

A  thoafand  facred  Sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heriv'nly  Field?, 
Or  walk  the  golden  Streets. 

10  Tlien  let  our  Sor.gs  abound, 
And  ev'ry  Tear  be  d  y  ^ 

We're  niarcliing  tVi rough  Immanuel''i  Ground, 
To  fairer  Worlds  on  high.] 

XXXI.  ChriftV  Prefer.ce  makes  Death  eafy. 

1    \KT  H  Y  fhould  we  ftart  and  fear  to  die  ? 
VV     What  timYous  Worms  we  Mortalsare! 

Death  is  the  Gate  of  eadiefs  Joy,, 

And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 
a  The  Pains,  the  Groans,  and  dying  Strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  Souis  away: 

Still  we  (brink  back  again  to  Life, 

Fond  of  our  Priion,  and  our  Clay, 
3  O,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet. 

h'ly  Soul  ihould  ftretch  her  Wings  in  Haite, 

Fly 


Ill  HYMNS    and  B.  I 

Fly  fearlefs  through  Death's  Iron  Gate, 
Nor  feel  the  Terrors  as  fhe  pafs"ti. 
4  Jefus  can  make  a  dyyjg  Bed 
Feel  loft  as  downy  Pillows  are, 
While  on  hh  Breaft  I  lean  my  Head, 
And^breathe  my  Life  cut  fweetly  there, 

XXXIL    Frailty  and  Folly. 

1  FJ  O  W  fhort  and  haily  is  our  Life! 
XJ.     How  vaft  our  SouPa  Affairs  ! 
Yetfenfeiefs  Mortals  vainly  drive 

To  lavilh  out  their  Years. 

2  Cur  Days  run  thoughtlrfly  along, 

Wirhout  a  Moment's  btay, 
J  nil  like  a  Story  or  a  Song, 
We  pals  our  Lives  away. 

3  Go.l  from  on  high  invites  us  home, 

But  we  march  heedlefs  on, 
And  ever,  haffning  to  the  Tomb, 
Stoop  dow  nward  as  we  run. 

4  Kow  we  deferve  the  deepeft  Hell, 

That  flight  the  Joys  above  ! 
Wiiat  Chains  of  Vengeance  Ihould  we  feel,. 
That  break  fuch  Cords  of  Love  ! 

5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  Sovereign  Grace, 

And  lift  our  Thoughts  on  high. 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  Race, 
And  fee  Salvation  nigh. 

XXXrn.     The  blejfed  Society  in  Hca'ven^ 

2    TJ  AISE  thee,   my  Soul,  fly  up,   and  rui 

J^\,     Through  e\'ry  heav'nly  Street, 
And  *ay.  There's  nought  below  the  Sun 
That's  woithy  of  thy  Feet. 
[2  Thus  will  we  mount  on  facred  Wings, 
•And  tread  the  Courts  nbove  3 

No 


tl.  spiritual   SONGS.  123 

Nor  Earth,  nor  al!  Her  mightieft  Thiwgs, 

^Shall  tempt  oar  meane't  Love.] 
There,  on  a  high  majeitic  Throne, 

Th   Almighty  Father  reignv 
And  fiieds  Ins  glorious  Gocaneis  down 

On  al!  the  blifsful  Plains-. 
Bright,   like  the  Sun,  the  vSaviour  fits, 

Andipreads  eternal  Noon  ; 
No  Ev'ning.s  there,.  nOr  gloomy  Nights, 

To  want  the  feeble  Moon. 
Arnidft  thoTe  ever-fhining  Skies 

Behold  the  facred  Dove, 
While  baniih'd  Sin  and  Sorrow  flies 

From  :  11  the  Realms  of  Love. 
6  The  glorious  Tenants  of  the  Place 

Stand  bending  round  the  Throne 5 
And  Saints  and  oeraphs  fmg  and  praife 

The  infinite  Three  One. 
[7  But  O  what  Beams  of  hea>'nly  Grace 

.  Tranfport  them  all  the  while  ! 
Ten  Thoufand  Smiles  from  Jejus'  Face, 

And  Love  in  ev'ry  Smile! 
8  Jefu!,   and  when  fiiall  that  dear  Day, 

That  joyful  Hour  appear, 
When  I  (hall  leave  thi^'Houfe  of  Clay, 

To  dwell  amon^i't  'em  there  ?] 

XXXIV.  Breaihhg  after  the  Holy  Spirit-; or,  Eer-- 

^oency  of  Diuction  dejired. 
I    /^'OME,  Holy  Spirit,  Heav'niy  Dcve, 
V>«     With  all  thy  quick'ning  Pow'iS, 
Kindle  a  Flame  of  iacred  Love 
In  thefe  cold  Hearts  of  ours. 
2,  Look,  how  ive  £rrovei  here  below, 
Fond  of  theie  trifling  Toys; 
Our  Souls  caii  neither  fly  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  Joys.  • 


I 


124  HYMNS   and  B.  11 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  Songs, 

lx\  vain  we  ^^.rive  to  rife  j 
Hofannas  languifh  on  our  Tongues, 
And  our  Devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  •  and  Iha  1  we  ever  lie 

At  this  poor  dyin^  Ratej 
Ou    Love  fofaiiU,  (ocold  to  thee? 
And  thine  to  us  {o  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  q  iick*ning  Pow'rs, 
Come,  (hed    broad  a  Saviour's  Love, 
And  that  fhail  kindle  ours. 

XXXV.  ?raife  to  God  for  Creation  and.Redem^tion> 

1  T     ET  ihem  negleft  thy  Glory,  Lord, 

a.   d     Who  never  knew  thy  Grace, 
But  our  loud  Songs  Ihall  ftill  recoid 
The  Wonders  of  tky  Praife. 

2  We  raifeour  Shuuts,  O  God,  to  Thee, 

And  fend  them  to  thy   Throne, 
All  Glory  to  th' UNIT  ED  Three, 
The  Undivided  One. 

3  'Twas  He  (and  we'll  adore  his  Name) 

That  form'd  us  by  a  Word, 
*Tis  lie  reft  res  our  ruin'd  Frame  j 
•    Salvation  to  the  Lord  \ 

4  Hofanna  J    let  the  Earth  and  Skies 

Report  the  joyful  Sound, 
Rocks,  Hills  and  V;des,  reflea  the  Voice, 
In  one  eternal  Round. 

XXXVI.  ChriftV  Inter cfjfton. 

I   \]|  7  ELL,  the  Redeemer's  gone, 
VV       T'  appear  befoi  e  our  God, 
To  fprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  Throne, 
With  his  atoning  Blood. 

%  No 


jll.  Spviiual  S  0  N  G  S.  ^  iiS 

No  fiery  Vengeance  now, 

Nor  burning  Wrath  comes  doAvn  j 
If  Juftice  calls  for  Sinners  Blood, 

The  Saviour  ihews  his  own. 
Before  his  Father  s  Eye 
,      Our  hurabie  Suit  he  moves, 
l.Tlie  Father  lays  his  Thunder  by, 
■;     And  looks,  and  fmiles,  and  loves, 
Lnow  may  our  joy  f ui  Tongues 
Our  Maker's  Honour  fing, 
Je/us  the  Prieil  receives  our  SongSj 
^    And  bears  'em  to  the  King. 
*  We  bow  before  his  Face, 

And  found  his  ( Tories  high, 
<«  Ho/anna  to  the  God  of  Grace, 
♦<  That  lays  his  Thunder  by.] 
S  «'  On  Earth  thy  Mercy  reigns,^ 
«'  And  triumphs  all  above  ;" 
But,  Lord,  how  weak  the  mortal  Strains 
To  fpeak  immortal  Love  I 
[7  Kow  jarring    and  how  low. 
Are  all  the  iNotes  we  fmg  ! 
Sweet  Saviour  tune  our  Songs  anew. 
And  they  (hall  pieafe  the  King.] 

'XXXVIL  ThsSame. 

X  T     TFT  up  your  Eyes  to  heavViy  Seats, 
%_j     Where  your  Redeemer  liays  j 
Kind  Interceffor,   there  he  fits, 

And  loves,  and  pleads,  and  prays, 
a  'Twas  well,  my  Soul,  he  dy'd  for  thee, 
And  {hed  his  vital  Blood, 
Appeas'd  ilern  Jullice  on  the  Tree, 
And  then  arofe  to  God. 
3  Petitions  now  and  Praife  may  rife. 
And  Saints  their  Offerings  biing. 

The 


5i6  HYMNS   and  B.  II. 

The  Prieft  with  his  ow  n  Sacrifice 
PreTents  them  lo  the  King. 
[4  Let  Papifts  t^nil  what  Names  they  pleafe, 
7'heir  Saintaand  Angeis  boaft  j 
We've  no  Aich  Advocatts  as  thefe, 
Nor  pray  10    heavenly  H'  ft] 
t   jtfus  alone  ftiali  bear  my  C  rics 
Up  to  his  Father's  Throne  j 
He  (deareft  Lord),  perfumes  my  Sighs, 
And  (vveeiens  e\  Y-.  Groan. 
[6  Ten  Thoul'and  Praii'es  to  the  King, 
Hofan7ia  in  the  high'it  j 
Ten  Thoufand  Thinks  our  Spirits  bring 
To  God,  and  to  his  Chrif.] 

XXXVIII^  Locve  to  God. 

3  TTAPPY  the  Heart  where  Graces  reign^ 
X  jL     Where  Love  infpires  the  Breaft, 
Love  is  ti^.e  hrighteil  of  ihe  Train, 
And  itrengthens  aJl  the  reft.-  - 
i  Knowledge,  alas!  'tis  ail  in  vain, 
And  all  in  vain  our  Fear, 
Our  ftubborn  Sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  Love  be  abfent  there. 

3  'Tis  Love  that  makes  our  chearful  Feet 

In  fwift  Obedi'.nce  move. 
The  Devils  know  an  J.  tremble  too, 
But  Satan  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  Grace  fh-^t  lives  and  Hngs, 

When  Faith  and  Hope  (hail  C(;a/e  5 
'Tis  this  ihall  ftiike  out  joyful  Strings 
In  the  Sweet  Realms  of  Elifs. 

5  Before  we  quite  foilake  our  Clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  Abode, 
The  Wings  of  Love  bear  ws  aw.iy 
To  fee  our  fmiling  Gcd! 

XXXL 


^11.  spiritual    SONGS.  x: 

XXXIX.  I.be  Shortnefs  and  Mifery  of  Life. 

i/^  UR  Days,  alasi  are  mortal  Day*, 
V-/     Are  fnort  and  wrelched  too  j 
'*ii-vz7and  F£n.ij,  the  Patriarch  lays,- 
And  well  the  Patriaich  kuew, 
s  'Tis  bii-t  at  bell  a  narrow  Bound 
That  Heav'i)  allows  to  Men, 
And  Pains  and  Sins  run  through  the  Round 
Of  Threefcor-e  Years  and  Ten. 

3  Well,  if  ye  muft  be  fad  and  few. 

Run  on  my  Days  in  Haiie  ; 
Moments  of  Sin,  and  Months  of  Woe, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  raft. 

4  Let  heav'nly  Love  prepare  my  Soul, 

And  call  her  to  the  bkies, 
Where  Years  of  lon-g  Salvation  roll. 
And  Glory  never  dies. 


XL.  Our  Comfort  in  the  Co-venant  made  ivith  Chrnl. 

2  /~\  UR  God,  how  firm  his  Promife ftands, 
\_/     Ev'n  when  he  hides  his  Face  i 

He  trufts  in  our  Redeen\er's  Hands, 
His  Glory  and  his  Grace, 
ft  Then  why,  my  Soul,  thefe  fad  Complaints, 
Since  Chriji  and  we  are  One  ? 
Thy  God  is  faithful  to  his  Saints, 
Is  faithful  to  his  Son. 

3  Beneath  his  Smiles  my  Heart  has  liv'd. 

And  Part  of  Heav'n  poffeft ; 
I  praife  his  Name  for  Grace  receivM, 
And  truft  him  for  tke  reft. 


*  Gsn,  xlvii,  q. 

XLI, 


ii3  HYMNS    and  B. 

XLL    A  Sight  of  God  mortifies  us  to  the  If^oi 

I   T  TP  to  the  Fields  wherf  Angels  lie, 
\J      And  living  Waters  gently  roll, 
Fain  would  my  Thoughts  1^343  out  and  fly, 
But  Sin  hangs  iieavy  oa  my  Soul. 

a  Thy  vvond'rous  Blood,    dear  dying  CArj/?, 
Can  m  ke  this  Load  of  Guilt  remove  j 
And  thou  can'lt  bear  me  where  thou  fl;  'ft. 
On  thy  kind  Wings,   celeftial  Dove! 

3  O  might  I  once  mount  op  and  fee 
The  Glories  of  th'  eternid  Skies, 

Wh:<.t  little  Things  thef=  Worlds  would  be! 
How  defpicable  to  my  Eyes  ! 

4  Had  I  a  Glance  of  Thee,  my  God, 
Kingdoms  and  Men  would  vani(h  foon, 
Vanifh  as  tho'  1  f;aw'emnct. 

As  a  dim  Candle  dies  at  Noon. 

5  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  rave, 
I  fhould  perceive  the  Nojfe  no  -more 
Than  we  can  hear  a  fhaking  Leaf, 

While  rattling  Thunders  round  us  roar. 

6  Great  All  in  All,  Eternal  Kmg, 
Let  me  but  view  thy  lovely  Face, 
And  all  my  PowYs  (hall  bow  and  fmg 
Thine  cndiefs  Grandeur,  and  thy  Grace. 

XLir.  Delight  in  God, 

J  "\/T^  ^°^'  what  endlefs  Pleafures  dwell 
J,V1     Above,  at  thy  Right  Hand  ! 
The  Courts  below,  how  amiable. 
Where  all  thy  Graces  i\an\  f 
»  The  Swallow  n^ar  thy  Temple  lies, 
And  chirps  a  chearful  Note  i 
The  Lark  mounts  upwatd  to  thy  Skies, 
And  tunes  her  warbling  Throat, 

3  An 


B.  n.  Spiritual   SONG  S.  i2f 

3  And  we,  when  in  thy  Prefence,-  Lord, 

We  fliout  with  joyful  Tongues, 

Or  fitting  round  our  Father's  Board, 

We  crown  the  Feaft  with  S  ngs. 

4  While  Jefuf  (hin^s  with  qulck'ning  Grace, 

We  ilngand  mount  on  high  ^ 
But  if  a  Frown  becloud  his  Face, 
We  faint,  and  tire,  and  die. 
[5  JuiT:  as  we  fee  the  l^hefome  Dove 
Bemoan  her  widow'd  Si  ate, 
WandYing  (he  flies  thro'  all  the  Grove, 
And  mourns  her  loving  Mate. 
6  Juft  fo  our  Thoughts  from  Thing  to  Thing, 
In  reltlefs  Circles  rove, 
Juft  fo  we  droop,  and  hang  the  Wing, 
When  Jefus  hides  his  Love.] 

XLIII.  ChriilV  Sufferings  and  Glory, 

J   IWT  O  W  for  a  Tune  of  lofty  Praife, 
-  X%      To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son  1 

Awake,  my  Voicej  in  heav'nly  Lays, 

Teil  the  lov.d  Wonders  he  hath  done. 
3  Sing  how  he  left  the  Worlds  of  L)gh^, 

And  the  bright  Robes  he  wore  above  ; 

How  fwift  and  joyful  was  his  Flight 

On  Wings  of  everlafiing  Love. 
[3  Down  to  this  bafe,  this  finful  Earth, 

He  came  to  raife  our  Nature  high ; 

He  came  t'  atone  Almighty  Wrath  j 

Jefus  the  God  was  born  to  die.] 
[4  Hell  and  its  Lions  roar'd  around. 

His  precious  Blood  the  Monflers  fpiI^, 

While  weighty  Sorrows  prelt  him  down. 

Large  as  the  Loads  of  all  our  Guilt.] 
I  Deep  in  the  Shades  of  gloomy  Death, 

Th'  Almighty  Captive  Pris'ner  lay ; 

Th'Al» 


i3=»  ^^  TM  N  S    a7id  B.  1 

Th'AImvghty  Captive  lefc  the  Earth, 
And  role  to  everlafting  Day. 

6  Lift  up  your  Eyes,  ye  Sons  of  Light, 
Up  to  his  Throne  ot  fliiuin^^  Grace, 
See  what  immortal  Glories  lit 
Round  the  itveet  Beauties  of  iiis  Face. 

7  Amonglt  a  Thoufand  Harps  and  Sorigs 
"Jefus  the  God  otMfpd  reignSj 

His  (acred  Name  ip  all  their  Toagues, 
And  echoes  through  the  heav'nly  Plains. 

XLIV.  Hell  I  or,  The  Fengeatice  of  God. 

1    \X  r  ITH  holy  Fear,  and  humble  Song, 
^■'  \        The  dreadful  Gcd  our.  Souls  adore 
Reverence  and  Awe  he^ome  the  Tongue  ' 
That  fpeaks  the  Terrors  of  his  PowY. 

2,  Far  in  the  Deep,  where  Darknels  dwells, 
The  Land  of  Horror  and  Defpair, 
Juftice  l)as  built  a  difmal  Hell, 
And  laid  her  Stores  of  Vengeance  there. 

[3  Eternal- Plagues  and  heavy  Chains, 
Tormenting  Racks  and  iiery  Cq.Js, 
And  Darts  t'  inflict  immortal  Pains, 
Dy'd  in  the  Blood  of  damned  Souls. j 

[4  There  Satan  the  firft  Sinner  lies, 
And  rears,  and  bites  his  Iron  Bands  j 
In  yain  the  Rebel  ilrives  to  rife, 
Crufh'd  with  the  Weight  of^both  thy  Hands.' 

5  There,  guilty  Ghoits  of  Ada7n%  Race, 
Shriek,  out  and  howl  beneath  thy  Rod  ; 
Once  they  would  fcorn  a  Saviour's  Grace, 
But  they  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 

6  Tren^ble,  my  Soul,  and  kils  the  Son  j 
Sinners,  obey  the  Saviour's  Call} 
Elfe  your  Damnation  hallenson, 
And  Heii  gapes  wide  to  wait  your  Fall. 

XLV 


IL  Spiritual   SONGS.  13^ 

XLV.  God's  Condefcevfion  to  our  Wor/hip, 

TH  Y  Favours,  Lord,  furprile  our  Soukj 
Will  the  Eternal  dwell  with  us  ? 
What  canft  thou  find  beneath  the  Poles,. 
To  tempt  thy  Chariot  downward  thus  ? 
Still  might  he  fill  his  ftarry  Throne, 
And  pieai'e  his  Ears  with  Gahriel'i  Songs ; 
But  heavYily  Msjelty  comes  down, 
And-bows  to  hearken  to  our  Tongues. 
Great  God,  what  poor  Returns  we  pay, 
For  Love  i^o  infinite  as  thine ;  j^ 

Words  are  but  Air,  and  Tongues  but  Clay^  S 

But  thy  Compafiion's  ail  divine.  ^ 

XLVI.  God's  Condefcenfion  to  Human  Aj^airs* 

ty  ?  to  the  Lord  ibat  reigns  on  high, 
)    And  views  the  Nations  from  afar> 
Let  everlaliing  Praifes  fiy. 
And  tell  how  large  his  Bounties  are. 
i  Ke  that  can  (hake  the  Worlds  he  made. 
Or  with  his. Word,  or  with  his  Rod, 
Ris  Goodnefs  how  amszing  great  1 
And  what  a  condescending  God  !  ]      • 
3  God  that  muftftoopto  view  the  Skies, 
And  bow  to  fee  what  Angels  do, 
Down  to  our  Earth  he  calls  his  eyes, 
And  bends  his  Footdeps  downward  too.} 
He  over-rules  ail  mortal  Things, 
And  manages  our  mean  Affairs ; 
On  humble  Souls  the  King  of  Kings 
Beftows  his  Counfeis  and  iiis  Cares. 
Cur  Sorrows  and  our  Tears  we  pour 
Into  the  Bofom  of  cur  God  5 
He  hears  us  in  the  mournfal  hour. 
And  helps  us  bear  the  heavy  Load. 

G  6  la 


iss  HYMNS  and  B. 

6  In  vain  might  lofty  Princes  try 
Such  Condelcenfion  to  perform  j 
For  Worms  were  never  raised  fo  hlgh^ 
Above  their  meaneft  Fellow- Worm. 

7  O  could  oxu'  thankful  Hearts  devife 
A  Tribute  equnl  to  thy  Grace, 
To  the  Th  rd  Heav'n  our  Songs  (hould  rife 
And  teach  the  golden  Plarps  thy  Praife. 

XL VII.  Glory  and  Grace  in  the  Per/on  of  Chi 

I  "^^T  O  W  ^o  the  Lord  a  noble  Song  \ 
XN    Awake  my  Soul,  awake  my  Tongue 
Hofanna  to  th'  eternal  Name, 
And  all  his  boundiefs  Love  proclaim. 

a  See  where  it  (hines  in  J  ejus'  Face, 
The  brightefl  Image  of  his  Grace  j 
God,  in  the  Perfon  of  his  Son, 
Has  all  his  mightieft  Works  out-done, 

3  The  fpacious  Earth,  and  fpreading  Floods 
Proclaim  the  wile,  the  pow'rful  God, 
And  thy  rich  Glories  from  afar 

Sparkle  in  every  rolling  Star. 

4  But  in  his  Looks  a  Glory  ftand<^, 
The  nobleft  Labour  of  thine  Hands  s 
The  pleafmg  Laftre  of  his  Eyes 
Out-lhines  the  Wonders  of  the  Skies. 

5  Grace!  'tis  a  fweet,  a  charming  Theme 5 
My  Thoughts  rejoice  ^.tjefus"  Name : 
Ye  Angels  dwell  upon  the  Sound, 

Ye  Heavens  refledb  it  to  the  Ground, 
€  O  may  I  live  10  reach  the  Place, 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  Face ; 
Where  all  his  Beauties  you  behold, 
And  fmg  his  Name  to  Harps  of  G0IUI 


XL 


■■  f.  Spiritu^i   S  0  M  G  S^  xs? 

?CLVIII.  Le've  to  the  Creatures  is  dangerous, 

HO  W  vain  are  all  Things  here  below* 
How  faiie,  and  yet  how  tair ! 
Sach  Pleafure  hath  its  Poiibn  too. 

And  evTy  Sweet  a  Snare. 
The  brighteft  Things  below  the  Sky 

Give  bHt  a  flattering  Light ; 
We  (hould  fufpeit  fonie  danger  nigh-. 

Where  vre  poffefs  Delight. 
Ourdeareil  Joys,  and  neareft  Friends. 

The  Partners  of"  our  Blood, 
'Hov/  they  divide  our,  wav'ring  Mind% 

And  leave  but  half  for  God. 
The  Fondnefs  of  a  Creature's  Love, 

How  ftrong  it  ftrikes  ihe  Senie ! 
Thither  the  warm  AfFeftions  move. 

Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 
Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  Beauties  be 

My  Soul's  eternal  Food  ; 
And^Grace  command  my  Heart  away 

From  all  created  Good. 

XLIX.  Mofes  dying  in.  the  Embrace  of  God, 

EATH  cannot  make  our  Souls  afraid^ 
If  God  b?  with  us  there : 
We  may  walk  through  her  darkeft  Shade^ 

And  never  yield  to  Fear. 
I  could  renounce  my  All  below. 

If  my  Creator  bid, 
And  run,  if  I  was  calPd  to  go, 

And  die  as  Mofes  did. 
Might  I  Init  climb  to  Pifgah's  Top-^ 

And  view  the  promisM  Land, 
My  FieHi  itfelf  Ihouid  long  to  drop. 
And  pray  for  the  Comjnand, 

G  z  4  Ciaffi'd 


13+  ^/>"  i'V^  A'  S  and  B. 

4  CJafp'd  in  my  heav*nly  Father's  Arms, 
I  wou'd  forget  my  Breath, 
And  lufe  my  Life  among  the  Charms 
Ot  fo  di\  iiie  a  Death. 


J   l^T  O  W  let  the  Lord  my  Saviour  fmile, 
i.^    And  fhew  my  Name  upon  his  Heartj 
I  would  forget  my  Pair.s  a  while, 
And  in  the  Pleafure  lof^  the  Smart. 

a  But,  oh  !  it  fwells  my  Sorrows  high. 
To  fee  my  bleflVd  Jejus  frown  ; 
My  Spirits  fink,  my  Comforts  die, 
And  all  the  Springs  of  Love  are  down. 

3  Yet  why,   my  Soul,  why  thefe  Complaints? 
Still  while  he  frowns  his  Bowels  move  } 
Still  pn  his  Heart  he  bears  his  Saints, 

Anrl  feels  their  Sorrows  and  his  Love. 

4  My  Name  is  printed  on  his  Breaft  j 
His  Book  of  Life  contains  my  Name : 
I'd  rather  have  it  there  impreft, 
Than  in  the  bright  Records  of  Fame. 

r  When  the  laft  Fire  burns  all  Things  her^ 
Th  fe  Letters  lh:ul  f  curely  ftand, 
i^\^d^  \\\  the  Lamp's  fair  Book  appear, 
Writ  by  th'  Eternal  Father's  Hand. 

6  Mow  fliall  my  Minutes  fmoothly  run, 
Whdft  here  I  wait  my  Father's  Will; 
My  rifmg  and  my  fetting  liun 
Roll  gently  up  and  down  the  Hill. 

LI.  God  the  Son  equal  "with  the  Father* 

J  -Q  R  IG  HT  King  (^f  Glory,  dreadful  Go 
jr>  Our  Spirits  bowr  before  thy  Seat  j 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  Thought, 
Aud  worfhip  at  thine  awful  Feet, 


IT,  Spiritual   SONGS.  13  j 

Thy  Povv'r  hath  form'd,  thy  Wifciom  fways 

All  Nature  with  a  To /reign  Word  ; 

AjtcI  the  bright  World  of  ;uars  obeys 

The  Will  of  their  iuperirr  Lord.] 
Mercy  and  Trui  h  unite  in  one^ 

And  fmiling  fit  at  thy  Right  Hand  ^ 

Eternal  Juftice  guards  thy  Throne, 
i  And  Vengeance  waits  thy  dread  Command,] 
j|.  A  Thoufand  Seraphs,  ftrong  and  bright, 
[  Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  j 
1  But  who  amongft  the  Sons  of  Light 
I  Pretends  Comparifon  with  thee? 
I  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  Frame, 
j  Jefus  array'd  in  Fleih  and  Flood, 
!  Thinks  it  no  Robbery  to  claim 

A  full  Equality  with  God. 

Their  Glory  fliines  with  equal  Besms  j 

Their  EfTence  is  for  ever  one, 

Though  thev  are  known  by  diff 'rent  NanieSj 

The  Father  God,  and  God  ;he  Son. 
■  Then  let  the  Name  of  Chrift  our  King, 

With  equal  Honours  be  ador'd  ; 

His  Praffe  let  evYy  Angel  fing, 

And-ali  the  Nations  own  the  Lord. 


LII:,  Death  dreadful  or  delightful 

E  A  TH !  'Tis  a  melancholy  Day, 
To  thofe  that  have  no  God, 
V/hen  the  poor  Soul  is  fcrc'd  away 
To  feek  her  laft  Abode. 
t  In  vain  to  Heav'n  foe  lifts  her  Eyes, 
But  Guilt,   a  heavy  Chain, 
Still  drags  her  downward  troni  the  Skie?, 
1  o  Dhrknefs,  Fire  i.nd  Pain. 
3  Awake  and  mo-..rn;  )e  Heiri  of  Hell, 
Letftubborn  Sinnei-s  fearj 
O  3 


I 


f 

336  HYMNS  and  B.  j| 

Ycu  muft  be  driv'n  from  Earth,  and  dwell     jt 
A  long  For  E-uer  there.  j 

4  See  how  the  Pit  gapes  wide  for  you,  j^ 

And  fiafHes  in  your  Face; 
And  thou,  my  Soul,  look  downwards  too, 
And  fing  rtcov'ring  Grace, 

5  He  is  a  God  of  fov'reign  Grace. 

That  promis'd  Heav'n  to  me; 
And  taught  my  Thoughts  to  foar  above, 
Where  happy  Spirits  be. 

6  Prepare  me.  Lord,  for  thy  Right  Hand, 

Then  come  the  joyful  Day, 
Come  Death  and  fome  celeltial  Band, 
To  bear  my  Soul  *way. 

LHI.    The  Pilgrimage  of  Saints;    or,   Earth  g 

Heaven. 
1    T     ORD  !  what  a  wretched  Land  is  this, 

I    4  That  yields  us  no  Supply; 
No  chearing  Fruits,  no  whoiefome  Trees, 
Nor  Streams  ot  living  Joy. 
a  But  pricking  Thorns  through  all  the  Groun 
And  mortal  Poifons  grow. 
And  sii  the  Rivers  that  are  found, 
V/ith  dang'rous  Waters  flow. 
3  Yet  the  dear  Path  to  thine  Abode 
Lies  through  this  horrid  Land, 
Lord  !  we  ^^ould  keep  the  heay'nly  Road, 
And  run  an  thy  Command. 
[4.  Our  Souls  fnah  tread  the  Defart  through 
With  undiverted  Feet ; 
And  Faith  and  flaming  Ze?!  fubdue 
The  Terrors  that  we  meet.] 
[5  ?.  thonfand  favage  BeaftsoF  Prey 
Around  the  Foreft  roam., 
■r^sut^z/tftfy's  Lion  guards  the  Way,   "^ 
And  guides  the  Stangeis  Home.] 

[6  Loi 


XL  Sptriiual  S  O  N  G  S.  137 

Long  Nights  and  Darknefs  dwell  below, ^ 

With  fcarce  a  tvvinklijig  Ra^^  j 
But  the  bright  World  to  v^hich  wego^ 

Is  everlaitingDsy.] 
By  gliminering  Hopes  and  gloomy  Fears 
We  trace  the  facred  Road-, 
Thro'  difmal  Deeps  and  dang'rous  Snares 

We  make  our  Way  to  (Tod.] 
Our  Journey  is  a  thorny  Maze, 

But  we  march  upward  ftill, 
Forget  thefe  Troubles  of  the  Ways, 

And  reach  at  Sion's  Hill. 
^  See  the  kind  Angels  at  the  Gates 

Inviting  us  to  come  5 
There  J^us  the  Fore-runner  waits 
'      To  welcome  Travelers  Home.] 
tvThere  on  a  green  and  flow'ry  Mount 

Our  weary  Souls  ftall  fit. 
And  with  tranfporting  Joys  recount 
The  Labours  of  our  Feet. 

11  No  vain  Difcourfe  fhall  fill  our  Tongue, 

Nor  Trifles  vex  our  Ear, 
Infinite  Grace  ihali  be  our  Song, 
And  God  rejoice  to  hear. 

12  Eternal  Glories  to  the  King 

That  brought  us  fafely  through  j 
Our  Tongue  ihali  never  ceafe  to  iing) 
And  endlefs  Praife  renew. 

LVI.  God":  Prefence  ij  Lj^ght  in  Darknefs. 

I  1\/TY  GOD,  the  Spring  of  all  my  Joys^ 
IVl  The  Life  of  my  Delights, 
The  Glory  of  my  brlghteit  Days, 

And  Comfort  of  my  Nights. 
In  darkeft  Shades  if  he  appear, 
My  Dawning  is  begun  ! 

G  4.  He 


1 


X38  HYMNS  and  B.  IT 

He  is  my  Souls  fweet  Morning- ftar. 
And  he  my  rifing  Sun. 
3  Theop'ning  Heav'ns  around  me/hine 
With  Beams  of  facred  B'ifs, 
While  Jefus  fliews  his  Heart  is  mine. 
And  whifpers,  /  a?n  his, 
4.  My  Soul  would  leave  this  heavy  Clay 
At  that  tranfporring  Word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  fhining  Way, 
T'  embrace  my  deareft  Lord. 
5  FeaHefl:  of  Hell  and  ghaftly  Death, " 
rd  break  through  ev'ry  Foe  j 
The  Wings  of  Love,  and  Arras  of  Faith, 
Should  bear  me  Conqueror  through. 

LV.  Frail  Life^  and  fiuceeding  Eternity » 

1   ^T^HEE  wea^cre,  Eternal  Namt, 
J.      And  hsimbly  c-vn  to  Thee, 
How  tef-bleis  our  moital  Frame, 
What  dying  Worms  are  we  ! 
[2  Our  wafting  Lives  grow  fl)orter  ftill. 
As  Months  and  Days  increafej 
And  ev'ry  beating  Pulfe  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  Number  iefs. 

3  The  Year  rolls  round,  and  fteals  away 

The  Breath  that  fird  it  gave ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be. 
We're  traveling  to  the  Grave  ] 

4  Dangers  ftand  thick  through  all  the  Ground, 

To  pufb  us  to  the  Tomb, 
And  fierce  Difeafeswait  around, 
T  0  b.  u  r  r  y  M  o  rta  1  s  H  0  m  e . 

5  Good  God  !    on  what  a  flender  Thread  ! 

Hang  everlaiting  Things  ! 
Th'  eternal  States  of  all  the  Dead 
Upon  Life's  feeble  Strings. 

6  Infinit 


J.  II,  spirit uzl  SONGS,  ^39 

Infinite  Joy,  or  endlefs  Woe, 

Attends  on  every  Breath  5 
And  yei:  how  iinconcern'd  we  go 

Upon  t^s  Brink  of  Death  ! ' 
Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowfy  Senfe, 

To  walk  this  dang'rons  Roau; 
And  if  Gur  Souls  are  hurried  hence^ 

May  they  be  found  vviih  God. 

LVL    T/js    MUery  of  being   -ixhhatt  God  in  t:.'- 
Worlds  cr,    Vain  Frofperily. 

NO,  r  fhall  envy  them  no  more, 
Wiio  giow  profanely  Grea'', 
Though  they  increase  their  golden  Store^ 
And  nis  to  word':  ons  Hci^h^. 
t  They  ta!le  of  all  the  Joys  ih^t  grow 
Upon  this  earthly  Clod  j 
Well  they  may  fearch  the  Creature  tarcug:.; 
For  they  have  ne'er  a  God. 
3  Shake  off'  ihe  Thoughts  of  dying  too, 
And  chink  your  Life  your  own  ; 
But  Death  conges  hnft'ning  en  to  you, 
To  mow  your  Glory  down . 
4.  Yes,  you  mufl  bow  your  ftately  Head, 
Away  your  Spiri"  fl-'", 
And  no  kind  Anr-      ;         -  ur  Bed, 
Tobea:-h^^  -^:  ...;:.. 
,|^Go  now;  t  of  al!  yoi;  •.. 

Andi:-^  ..V    -ight  you  f}-'u;  , 
Your  Heaps  ct  giutTing  Dull  aieyuurs. 
And  my  Redeemer's  miiU-, 

LORD,  how'^ecu'^sno  b;.;:  :'  - 

Whof>elthsJcysc:f  pardo.    _ 
Siiould  Storms  of  ^'Tarh  Ihake^Farth  aaa  i^ca, 
Tii^ir  Minds  have  Heav'n  and  Peace  wkhin. 

G  s        -  .  Th5.. 


140  ^  ^  ^"W  N  S   arJ  B. , 

a  I'he  Day  glides  fweetiy  o'er  their  Heads, 
Made  up  of  Innocence  and  Lovej 
iind  futt:  and  filent  as  the  Shades, 
Their  nightly  Minutes  gentiy  move. 

[3  Qiiick  as  their  Thoulits  their  Joys  come  bn. 
But  fly  not  half  ibfalt  away, 
Their  Sotiis  are  ever  bright  as  Noon, 
And  calm  as  Summer  Ev'ningsbe. 

4  Hov/oft  they  look  to  heav'niy  Hills, 
Wheie  Groves  of  living  Ple;ifure  grovi^, 
And  longing  Hopes  and  ch  earful  Smiles, 
Sir  undilturb'd  u-pon  their  Brow.] 

5  They  fcorn  to  feek  our  golden  Toys, 
But  fpend  the  Day,  ami  fliare  ihe  Night, 
In  r.umbYing  o'er  the  richer  Joys, 
That  iieav'n  prepares  for  their  Delight. 

6  While  wretched  we  like  Worms  and  Moles 
Li-e  grov'ling  in  the  Du:l  below  ; 
Almighty  Grace,    renew  our  Souk, 

And  we'll  afpire  to  Glory  too. 


LVni.  ^he  Shorinefs  of  Lip,  and  ihe  Goodr.efs 
"God. 

1  ^"f"**  I  M  E  ?  vs^hat  an  empty  Vapour  *tls ! 
M,     And  Dsyshow  fwift  the)''  are  j 
Swift  as  an  inaian  Arrow  flies, 
Or  like  a  fliooting  Star. 
[a  The  prefent  Moments  juft  appear. 
Then  Aide  away  in  Hafte, 
That  we  c^n  never  fay,  ^i hey'' re  here. 
But  only  fay,  Tkey  re  pafl.l 
[3  Our  Life  is  ever  on  the  Wing, 
.And  Death  is  ever  nigh  i 
The  Moment  when  our  Lives  begin. 
WeatU  begin  io  die  ] 


Jn,  spiritual   SONG  S.  H^ 

Yet,  mighty  Gcd,  cur  fleeting  Days 

Tiiy  laftlng  Favours  thare  5 
Vet,  with  the  Bounties  of  thy  Grace? 
'  Tbouload'ft  the  rolling  Year. 
'Tisfov'reiEn  Mercy  finds  r.s  Food, 

And  ue  are  cloath'd  wit n  1.0^-.  : 
While  Grace  ftands  pointing  out  the  Koad 

That  leads  our  Souls  above. 
His  Goodnefsnms  an  endlefs  Round, 

Ail  Glory  to  the  Lord  : 
His  Mercy  never  knows  a  Bouad  j 

And  be  his  Name  adord. 
•  Thus  we  bsgin  the  lafting  Song, 
And  when  we  clofe  our  Eyes,  ^ 
Let  the  next  Age  thy  Praife  prolong 
Till  Time  and  Mature  dies. 

LIX.  Faradife  en  Earth. 

r   iT^  L  O  R  Y  to  God  that  walks  the  Sky^ 
ij   ^nd  fends  his  BieHing  through, 
That  tells  his  Saints  ot  Joys  on  high. 

And  gives  a  Tafte  below.    _ 
.  Glory  to  God,  that  ftoops  his  Throne,  . 
'     Th-.t  Dull  and  Worms  nn.ay  fee  t, 
And  brings  a  Glimpfecf  Glory  down 

Around  his farred  Feet. 
When  Chrifl,  with  all  his  Graces  crown  d. 

Sheds  his  kind  Beams  aoroad, 
'tIs  a  yo-a>^-  Heav'n  on  earthly  GrouuO, 
And  Glory  in  the  Bad. 
A  A  blooming  fVradife  of  joy 
In  this  wild  Deiart  fprnigs  5 
And  ev^y  Senfe  I  ftrj^  -■- —^ 

On  fweet  celeitiai  ± 
Whit':  Liliies  aU  aroui  ..  -  .  ;    ■  > 

Aiid  eacAi  his  Glory  iliews  ;  ._^^ 

Go  '  . 


54^  ri  r  M  h-S    and  B.  '  | 

The  Role  of  Sharon  blofioms  here,  j 

The  faifefl  Fiow'r  that  blows.  I 

6  Chearful  1  reafl:  on  heav'nly  Fruit,  i 

And  dunk  the  Pleafwires  down, 
PJevifures  that  flow  hardbv  the  Foot 
Of  the  Eternal  Thione'.] 

7  But  ah  !  how  foon  my  Joys  decay, 

How  foou  ray  Sinsarife, 
-'  Ar.'':  fnatch  the  heav'nly  Scene  away 
From  thefe  lamenting  Eyes ! 

8  When  iliall  the  Time,  dear  JefiiSy  when 

The  fhining  Day  appear, 
That  I  Ihiili  leave  thoie  Clouds  of  Sin, 
And  Guilt  and  Darknefs  here? 

9  Up  to  the  Fielsis  above  the  Skies 

My  hafty  Feet  wjuld  go, 
There,  everlafting  Flow'is^  arife, 
And  Joys  unwith'ring  grow. 

IX.  The  Iruth  of  God  the  Promifes  ;    or,  Thg  Pro 
mifes  are  our  Securiiy. 

1   T)RAISE,  everlafting  Pi aife,  be  paid 
X     To  him  that  Earth's  Foundation  laid  j 
Praife  to  the  God,  vvhofeltrong  Decrees 
Sway  the  Creation  as  lie  pleafe. 

3  Praife  to  the  Goodnefs  "of  the  Lord, 
Who  rules  his  People  by  his  Word, 
And  there,  as  fti  ong  as  his  Decrees, 
He  fets  his  kindell  i^romifes. 

[3  Firm  as  the  Words  his  Prophets  ^ive, 
S\^eet  Words  on  which  his  Children  live  5 
Each  of  them  is  the  Voice  of  God, 
Who  (p.  ke  and  ilxead  tiie  Skies  abroad. 

4.  Each  of  them  pow'rful  a?  that  Sound 

That  bid  the  new  made  Heav'ns  go  round  j 
And  Itronger  than  thefolid  Poles, 
Cn  which  the  Wheel  of  Nature  rolls.] 

5  Whence 


Is.  II.  •;  ■    r  0  r^   G  S,  143 

Wbenr^  ::-:..  ^ 

Why  tLit.-.iiii-  oi^-u.  ..ui..  .  :  ^ 

Slowly,  alas  four  Mind  re: 

The  Comfort  that  our  Msk:-  ^.    :;, 

Ob,  for  a  ilrong,  a  lifting  Faivh, 

To  credit  svhat  th'Almighty  fairh  ! 

T'  enib:-3ce  rbe  MefTbge'^f  his  Son, 

And  caJi  the  Joys  of  Hea^^i  our  Ovvn. 

Then  fhouid  (he  EarU;  '^ri  fhake, 

And  all  the  Wheels  of     ..reak, 

Qur  Ready  Souls  fhould  :e:rnc  more 
Than  folid  Rocks  when  Billows  roar. 
8  Our  everlalling  Hopes  arife 
Above  the  ruinable  Skies  ; 
V/here  the  eternal  Builder  reigns, 
And  his  own  Courts  his  Pow'f  fuftains, 

LXI.  A  Thought  of  Dsath  and  Glory. 

1   li  /f"  Y  Soul,  come  meditate  the  Day, 
J.Va  And  think  hownear  it  Hands, 
When  thou  muft  quit  this  Houfe  of  Clay, 
And  fly  to  unknown  Lands. 
[2  And  you,   mine  Eye?,  iook  down,   and  viaw 
The  hollow  gaping  Tomb, 
That  gloomy  Pi  ifon  waits  for  you. 
Whene'er  the  Summons  com.e.] 

3  Oh  \  could  v.e  die  with  thofe  that  die, 

And  place  us  iia  their  Stead, 
Then  would  our  Spirits  learn  to  %, 
And  converfe  with  the  Dead. 

4  Then  Hiould  we  fee  the  Saints  above, 

In  their  own  glorious  F<^rms, 
And  wonder  vi  hy  our  Souls  fhould  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  Worms. 
[5  How  Ihould  we  fcorn  thefe  Clothes  cf  Fit  if:. 
Thefe  Fetters. and  this  Load  ! 


\ik 


144-  ^^  Y  M  N  S    avd  B.  11. 

And  long  for  Ev'ning  to  i-indrefs, 
Th3t  we  may  re(t  with  God.] 
6  We  (houid  almoft  forfake  our  Clay 
Before  the  Summons  come. 
And  pray,  and  w.fh  our  Souls  away 
To  their  eternal  Home. 

LXII.    Cad  the  Thunderer-,  or,  7he   laf.  Judg^ 
nunt,  and  Hell.* 

1  Q  I N  G  to  the  Lord,  ye  heav'nly  Hofts, 
O  And  thou,  O  Earth,  adore  j 
Let  Death  and  Heii  through  nil  their  Coafts,  j 
Stand  trembling  at  his  PowY.  \ 

a  His  founding  Chariot  (hakes  the  Sky, 
He  makes  the  Clouds  his  Throne  ; 
There  all  his  Stores  of  Ligiitn^ng  he. 
Till  Vengeance  darts  them  doun. 

3  His  Nciirils  hreati^e  out  iiery  Streams, 

And  fiom  lus  awrul  Tongue 
A  ibvVeign  Voice  div;des  the  Flames,. 
And  Thunder  roar-s  along.     ~ 

4  Think,  O  my  Sou),  the  dreadful  Day,. 

Wh.^n  fhe  incenfed  C^od 
Shall  i-end  the  Sky,  and  burn  the  Sea, 
And  flino  his  Wrath  abroad. 

5  What  ftiall  the-  Wrftch,  the  Sinner,  do? 

He  once  deny'd  the  Lord  ; 
But  he  ihall  dread  the  Thund'rer  now. 
And  fmk  beneath  l)is  V/ord. 

6  Tempeits  of  an?ry  Firefhall  roll, 

To  blait  the  Rebel  Worm, 
AdJ  be.^t  i-pon  his  naked  Soul, 
lii  one  eternal  Storm. 


*  Mace  in  a  great   linltlen  Sionk*  ol  Thunc'cf,  Au 
a«Ji  the  2ol;h,  1697. 

LXIU 


11.  spiritual  SONGS.  14.5 

LXIil.  A  Funeral  nought, 

HAR  K !  from  the  Tombs  a  doleful  ^ound. 
My  Ears  attend  the  Cry, 
«*  Ye  llring  Men,  come  view  the  Ground, 

*'  Where  you  muft  ihortiy  lie. 
*•'  Princes,  this  Clay  muft  be  your  Bed, 

<*  In  Spite  of  all  your  Tov^'rs ; 
<*  The  1  alij  the  Wife,  the  RevereDd  Head, 
**  Mufl  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  Doom? 
And  are  we  (till  fecure  ! 

Still  walking  downwards  to  our  Tsmb^ 
And  yet  prepare  no  more. 

4  Grant  us  the  Pow'rs  of  quick'ning  Gracc^ 

To  fit  oiir  Souls  to  fly  , 
-  Then  when  we  drop  tkis  d;,  ing  Flcliij 
We'll  rife  above  the  Sky, 


I       LXIV.  God  the  Glory  andtke  Defence  o/Sion. 

2  fl^APPY  the  Church,  thou  facred  Place 
J.  A  The  Seat  of  thy  Creator's  Grace, 
Thine  holy  Courts  are  his  Abode, 

Thou  earthly  Palace  of  cur  G^d,. 
2.  Thy  Walls  are  Strength,  and  at  thy  Gf.tej 
A  Gusrd  of  heav-nly  Warriors  waits: 
Nor  (hall  thy  deep  Foundations  move^ 
Fix'd  on  his  Counfel?  and  his  Love, 

3  Thy  Foes  in  vain  Defigns  engage. 
Again  ft  his  Throne  in  vain   they  rage,, 
Like  rifmg  Waves,  with  angry  Roar, 
That  dafh  and  die  upon  the  bhojt, 

4  Then  let  our  So\!;^.  'w.  l:..r  6'xt\U 

Nor  fear  the  Wrath  cf  7.  >^e  and  Heli^ 
His  Arras  embrace  ti.ic  happy  Ground, 
Like  brazen  Bulwctrks  ouik  around. 


H©  ri  r  M  N  S   and  0.  II  j 

I 

4  God  is  our  Shield,  and  God  our  Sun ; 

Swift '^s  the  fleeting  Moments  ran, 
On  us  he  iiieds  new  Beams  of  Grace  j 
And  we  reflect  his  brighteft  Praife. 

XXV.    ^he  Hope  of  Uea^tn  our   Support  unc 
Trials  en  Eartb. 

I   WJ  HEN   I  can   read  my  Title  char 
W     "  To  Manfions  in  the  Skies, 
I  bid  Farewel  to  evVy  Fear,  ^ 
And  wipe  my  wcrping  Eyes, 
a  Should  Earth  againft  niy  Soul  engage> 
And  heliiiu  Darts  be'huird. 
Then  I  can  liniie  at  Safn'i's  Rage, 
And  face  a.frovt'ning  W<  rid, 

3  Let  Cares  like  a  wild  Deluge  come, 

And  Storms  of  Sorrow  tall, 
May  I  but  fafely  reach  my  Home, 
My  God,  my  Heav'n,  my  All. 

4  There  I  fh.  1!  bathe  my  weary  Soul 

In  Seas  of  heav'nly  R.eil: ;  I 

And  Kot  a  Wave  of  Trouble  roll  ' 

Acrofs  my  peaceful  Breaft. 

I.XVI.  .4  ?rcfpcd  of  Hea'ven  Mfihes  Death  eajjy 

,,    -^t  HERE  is  a  Land  of  pure  Delight, 
^'^'here  Saints  immoj'tal  r-:ig*> ; 
;  . fii.Jte  Day  excludes  the  NVght,'^ ' 

And  Fiea(\ires  bapifh  Pain. 
There  cerlaftin^  Spring  abuie?, 
Ardnev'/r-widiVing  Flow'ir  : 
!  es*!-.  like  a  nrarow  Sea  divider, 
Th-  hsav'nly  Land  frora  our' 
^•-'c  :t  Field?  beyond  the  fwelliv 
^laBd  dreit  in  living  Green ; 

So 


3 II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  i47 

So  to  the  ^ews  old  Canaan  ftood,      • 

While  'jordav.  roilM  between. 
Bui-  tim'rous  Mortals  ftart  and  Ihrink, 

To  crols  this  narrow  Sea, 
And  linger,  fliiv'ripg  on  the  Brink, 

And  fear  to  launch  away. 
O  could  we  make  our  Doubts  remove 

Thofe  gloomy  Doubts  that  rife, 
To  fee  the  Canan  that  we  love. 

With  unbeclouded  Eyes. 
Could  we  but  climb  where  Mofes  ftood. 

And  view  the  Landlkip  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  Stream,  nor  Death's  cold  Flood; 

Should  fright  us  from  the  Shore, 

luXVll.  God's  Eternal  DcimmoTi. 

GREAT  God!  bow  infinite  artThcu! 
What  wortiilefs  Worms  are  we  1 
!   Let  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  bow. 

And  pay  rheir  Praife  to  Thee. 
I  Thy  Throne  Eternal  Ages  ftood^ 
E'er  Suns  or  Stars  were  made  j 
Thou  art  the  Ever-living  G^dj 
Were  all  the  Naiions  dead. 
J  Nature  and  Time  quite  naked  lie 
To  thine  immenfe  Survey, 
From  the  Formation  of  the  Sky, 
To  the  great  burning  Day. 
\  Eternity,  with  all  its  Years, 
Stands  prefent  in  thy  View  ; 
To  Thee  there's  nothing  OJd  appears, 
Great  God,  there's  nothing  New. 
;  Our  Lives  through  various  Scenes  are  drawn, 
Ap.d  vex'd  wiih  trifling  Cares  5 
While  thine  eternni  Thcnght  moves  en 
Thine  unciiltu^b'd  Aitaiis. 

6  Great 


i 


148.  HT  M  N  S  and  B.  HI 

6  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  Thou  ! 
What  v/oreblefs  Worms  a  e  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  Praife  to  Thee. 

LXVIir.    Th  humble  WorPAp  of  Ueai>tn. 

I  T^'- AT  HER,  I  long,  I  faint  to  fee 
X      The  -^lace  of  thine  Abode  5 
rd  leyve  thy  earthly  Courts,  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  Seat,  my  God  ! 
a  Here  I  hehold  tby  diftant  Faee, 
And  'tis  a  pleafing  Sight: 
But  to  abide  in  thy  Embrace, 
Is  infinite  Delight. 
3  rd  part  with  all  t^e  Joys  of  Senfe, 
To  gaze  upon  thy  Throne: 
Pleafure  fpring^;  frefh  for  ever  thence, 
Unfpeakable,  unknown. 
[4.  There  all  the  hcav-nly  Hofts  are  feen, 
lii  fnining  Ranks  they  move. 
And  drink  immortal  Vigour  in. 
With  Wonder,   and  with  Love. 

5  Then  at  thy  Feet,  with  awful  Fear, 

Th'  adoring  Armies  fall; 
V/ith  Joy  they  fhrink  to  NOTHING  there. 
Before  th' Eternal  ALL. 

6  There  I  v/cnld  vie  with  all  the  Hoft 

In  Dutyaind  in  Blifs, 
While  Less  than  Nothing  I  could  boaft, 
*And  Vanity  confefs. 

7  The  more  thy  Glories  ftrike  mine  Eyes, 

The  humbler  I  fhsll  liej 
Thus  while  I  fink,  my  Joys  fhall  rife 
Unmeafurably  high. 


ilfai,  xi.  17. 

LXIX. 


II.  Spiriiml  SONGS.  i49 

XIX.  7bs  Faitkfuhefs  of  God  in   ^he  Vromifes. 
[  "OEGIN  my  Tongue,  fome  heav'nly  Theme, 
J3     And  fpeak  fome  boundlefs  Thing, 
The  mighty  Works,  or  mightier  Name, 

Of  our  Eternal  King. 
Tell  of  feis  wond'roiis  Faithfulnefs, 

And  found  his  FowV  abroad. 
Sing  the  fweet  Promife  of  his  Grace^ 

And  the  performing  God. 
Proclaim  Saltation  from  the  Lord 

For  <wr etched  dying  Mep ; 
His  Hand  has  writ  the  facred  Word 

With  an  immortal  Pen. 
}.  Engrav'd,  as  in  eternal  Brafs, 

The  mighty  Promife  fliines, 
Nor  can  the  PowVs  of  Darknefs  raze 

Thofe  everlafting  Lines.] 
[5  He  that  can  dafli  whole  Worlds  to  Death, 

And  make  them  when  he  pleafe, 
He  fpeaks,  and  that  Almighty  Breath 

Fulfils  his  great  Decrees. 

6  His  very  Word  of  Grace  is  ftrong, 

As  that  which  built  the  Skies, 
The  Voice  that  rolls  the  Stars  along. 
Speaks  all  the  Fromifes. 

7  He  faid,  Let  the  ^vide  Heat'n  be fpread; 

And  Hear'n  was  ftietchM  abroad  ! 
Abra',m,  Vll  be  thy  God,  he  faid. 
And  he  was  Abr&'m^  Gcd. 

8  O  might  I  hear  thhieheav'nly  Tongue 

But  whifper,  Thou  art  mine.. 
Thofe  gentle  Words  fhould  raife  iry  Seng 
To  Notes  almoft  divine. 

9  How  would  my  leaping  Heart  rejoice. 

And  think  my  Heav'n  fecure  ! 
I  truft  the  All-creating  Voice, 
And  Faith  defires  no  more.] 

LXX. 


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15^  HYMNS    and  B.  1 

LXX.   God's  Dominion  Qnjer  the  Sea.  Pfalm  cv; 

1   /^"l  O  D  «  f  the  Sess,  thy  thundVing  Voice 
VJT     Makes  all  the  roaring  Waves  rejoice. 
And  one  Tdt  Word  of  thy  C  ou^mand, 
Can  fink  tht:7;  Hlenr  in  tiie  Sand. 

s  If"  but  a  Mo/>f,  wave  thy  Rod, 
The  Sea  divides,  and  owns  its  God  j 
The  ftonny  Floods  th^ir  Maker  knew, 
And  let  his  chofcn  Armies  through. 

3  The  fcaly  Flocks  amtdll  the  Sea, 
Tolhse,  their  Lord,   aTiibutepay; 
The  meaneft  Fifli  that  fwims  the  Flood 
Leaps  up,  and  means  a  Praife  to  God. 

[4  The  larger  Menders  of  the  Deep, 
On  thy  Commands  Atie.;danc«  keep, 
By  thy  PermiflioTj  fport  and  piay. 
And  cleave  along  their  foaming  Way, 

5  If  God  his  Voice  of  Tempell  rears, 
Le-uiathaii  lies  Itill,  and  fears  j 
Anon  he  lifts  his  Noft;  ils  high, 
And  fpouts  the  Ocean  to  the  Sky.} 

6  How  is  thy  glorious  Po'.v'r  ador'd 
Amidfl  tliefe  wat'ry  Nations,  Loid  ? 
Yet  the  bold  Men  that  trace  the  Seas, 
Bold  Men,  refufV:  their  Maker's  P;  aife. 

[7  Vv^hat  Scenes  of  Miracles  they  fee. 
And  never  tune  a  Song  to  Thee  ! 
While  on  the  Flood  they  fafely  ride. 
They  curfe  the  Hand  vnat  fmooths  the  Tide. 

8  Anou  they  plunge  in  wat'ry  Graves, 
And  fome  diink  Death  among  the  Waves; 
Yet  the  fuiviving  Crew  blafpheme, 

Nor  own  the  God  that  refcu'd  them.] 

9  O  for  fome  Signal  of  thine  Hand  ! 
Shake  9.11  the  Seas,  Lord,  (liske  the  Land, 
Great  Judge  defcend,  led  Men  deny 
That  there's  a  God  that  rules  the  Sky. 

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III.  Sptritual  SONGS.  15s 

From  the  yoih  to  the  xoZtb  Hymn,  I  hope  tbt 
'ader  -ivill  fom^e  the  Negleci  0/  Rhime  in  the 
rjl  and  Third  Lines  of  the  Stanza. 

LXXI.   'Praife  to  God  from  all  Creatures^ 

^'s  H  T^  Glories  of  my  IVIaker  God 
M>  jovful  Voice  foall  ling, 
Ard  chU  "'he  Nations  to  adrre 

Therr  Former  and  their  King. 
'Twas  his  Ri^ht  Hand  tliatftiap'd  our  Clay, 

And  wrou eht  this  human  Framej 
But  from  his^own  immediate  Breath 

Our  nobler  Spirits  came. 
We  b'ing  our  mortal  Pow'rs  to  God, 
And  worfliip  with  our  Tongues  j  ^ 
We  claim  iurne  Kindred  with  the  SkieSj 
And  jom  th'  Angelic  Songs. 
L  LetgroVling  Beafts  of  evry  Shape, 
And  Fowls  of  ev'ry  Wing,    ^ 
And  Rocks,  «nd  Trees,  and  Fires,  and  SeaS; 

Their  various  Tribute  bring. 
Ye  Planets  to  his  Honour  (hine. 

And  Wheels  of  Nature  roUj 
Praiie  him  in  your  lanweaned  Courfs 
Around  the  ileady  PoIe« 
4>  The  Brightnefs  of  our  Maker's  Name 
The  wide  Creation  fills, 
And  his  unbounded  Grandeur  flies 
Beyond  the  heav'nly  Hills. 

LXXILTA^  Lord's  Day;  or,  The  Refurrcaicn  c^ 
Chrift, 

9  "O  L  E  S  T  Morning,  whofe  young  dawning 
J3    Behold  our  rifing  God,  (Rays 

That  faw  him  triuTnT>h  o'er  the  Duft, 
And  leave  hiS  dark  Abode, 

%  In 


Jtja  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.  li 

^  In  the  cold  Prifon  of  a  Tomb, 
The  dead  Redeemer  lay, 
Till  the  revolving  Skies  had  brought 
The  Tiiird,  th'  appointed  Day. 

3  Hell  and  the  Grave  unite  their  Force 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain, 
The  fleeping  Conqueror  arofe. 
And  barll  their  feeble  Chain. 

4  To  thy  great  Name,  Almighty  Lord, 

Thefe  facred  Hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  Hojannas  fhall  proclaim 

The  Triumph  of  the  Day. 
[5  Salvation  and  immortal  Praife 

To  our  viftoriou?  King  ; 
Let  Heav'n,  and  Earth,  and  Rocks,  and  Sea* 

With  glad  Hofannas  ring.] 

LXXIIL    Doubts  fcatter ids  or,  Spiritual  Joy  r€*. 
Jtor'd, 

X   O"  E  N  C  E  from  my  Soul,  fad  Thoughts  be 
JLJ.     And  leave  me  to  my  Joys,  (gone, 

My  Tongue  fhall  triumph  in  my  God, 
And  make  a  joyful  Noife. 
%  Darkneis  and  Doubts  had  veil'd  my  Mind, 
And  dro.vn'd  my  Head  in  Tears, 
Till  fovYeign  Grace,  with  fliining  Rays, 
Difpeli'd  my  gloomy  Fears. 

3  O  what  immortal  Joys  I  felt. 

And  Raptures  all  divine. 
When  Jefus  told  me,  I  was  his^ 
*         And  my  Beloved,  mine. 

4  In  vain  the  Tempter  frights  my  Soul, 

And  breaks  my  Peace  in  vain  j 
One  Glimpfe,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  Face, 
Revives  my  Joys  again. 

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^JCXIV.  Repentance  from  a  Serifs  of  Di'vine  Caod'^ 
nefs-j  oHj   A  Campiaint  of  ingratitude, 

IS  this  the  kind  Return, 
And  thefe  the  Thanks  we  owe. 
Thus  to  abufe  eternal  Love, 

Whence  all  ow  Bleilings  flow  I 
To  v/hat  a  ftubborn  Frame 

Has  Sin  reduc'd  our  Mind  ? 
What  ftrange  rebellious  Wretches  w^j 

And  God  as  ftran^eiy  kind.  \ 

3  On  us  he  bids  the  Sun 

Shed  his  reviving  Rays, 
For  us  the  Skies  their  Circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  Days. 
\  The  Brutes  obey  their  God, 

And  bow  their  Necks  to  Men, 
But  we  more  bafe,  more  brutilh  Things? 

Rejeft  His  eafy  Reign. 
Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 
And  mould  our  Souls  afrefh, 
Break,  fov'reign  Grace,  thefe  Hearts  of  StOBC, 

And  give  us  Hearts  of  Flefh. 
Let  old  Ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  Eyes, 
And  hourly,  as  new  Mercies  fall. 
Let  hourly  Thanks  arife. 

LXXV,  Spiritual  and  Eternal  Joy 'y  tt 3  The  beatific 
Sight  of  Chrift. 

1  17 ROM  Thee,  my  God,  my  Joys  fliall  rife, 
X^      And  run  eternal  Rounds, 
Beyond  the  Limits  of  the  Skies, 
And  all  created  Bounds. 
ft  The  holy  Triumphs  of  ray  Soul, 
Shall  Death  itfelf  out-braye. 

Leave 


1 


4 


Leave  dull  Moit.^.lity  behind, 
And  fly  beyond  the  Grave. 

3  There  where  my  bieiTed  Jsfus  rt'igin^ 

In  Keav'n's  unmeafur'd  Space, 
I'll  fpend  along  Brernity 
In  Pieafure  Ind  in  Praife, 

4  Millions  o\  Years  my  wond'ring  Eyes 

Shr.li  o'er  thy  Beauties  rove. 
And,  enJlefs  Ages,  111  adore  • 

The  Glories  of  thy  Love.  \ 

[5  Sweet  Jefus,  evVy  Smile  of  thine 

Shall  t'refh  Endearments  bring, 
And  Thou  land  Taftes  of  new  Delight 

From  ail  my  Graces  Ipring. 
6  Hafte,  my  Beloved,  fetch  my  Soul 

Up  to  thy  bleft  Abode  j 
Fly,  for  my  Spirit  longs  to  fee 

My  Saviour  and  my  God.] 

LXXVI.  The  RefurreSion  and  Afcenfian  of  Chrili 

1    TJO  S  ANNA  to  the  Prince  of  Light, 
•* -^     That  cloath'd  himfelf  in  Clay, 
Enter'd  ihe  Iror.  Gates  of  Death,  J 

And  tore  the  Bars  away.  ; 

ft  Death  is  no  more  the  King  of  Dread, 
Since  on'r/;^;w^;/«f/ rofe, 
He  took  the  Tyrant's  Sting  away,  - 
And  fpoii'd  our  hellifti  Foes. 
^  See  how  the  Conqu  ror  mounts  aloft, 
And  to  his  Fattier  flies. 
With  Scars  of  flonour  in  his  Flefh,  • 

And  Triumph  in  hi-?  Eyes. 
4.  Tiiere  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  fcatiers  Bleflinis  down, 
Our  Jefuifi\\%  the  middle  Seat 
Of  the  Cleftial  Throne. 

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II.  Spirituai   SONGS.  155 

Raife  your  Devotion,  mortal  Tongues, 

To  reach  hi«  bled  Abode, 
jweet  be  the  Accents  of  your  Songs 

To  our  incarnate  God. 
Bright  Angels,  Itrikejour  loudeil  Strings. 

Ydiir  fweeteft  Voices  raife  : 
Let  Heav'n,  and  all  created  Things, 

Sound  our /ww/2/z«^/'s  Praife.] 

;  LXXVIL  The  Ckrijlian  Warfare. 

QT  AND  up,  my  Soul,  fhake  off  thy  Fears, 
\5     And  gir:i  the  Gofpei  Armour  on  j 
March  to  the  Gates  of  endlefs  Jcy, 
Where  thy  great  Captain  Saviour-£  gone. 
Hell  and  thy  Sins  refift  thy  Courfe, 
But  Ht>l}  and  Sin  are  vanquiQiM  Foes  ; 
Thy  Jefus  nail'd  them  to  tke  Crofs, 
And  fung  the  Triumph  when  he  rofe.] 
What  though  the  Prince  of  Darknefs  rage, 
And  wafte  the  Fury  of  his  Spite  5 
Eternal  Chains  confine  him  down 
To  fiery  Deeps,  and  endlefs  Night. 
What  though  thy  inward  Luits  rebel  j 
'Tis  but  a  itruggling  Gafp  for  Life  ; 
The  Weapons'of  vi^forious  Grace 
Shall  flay  thy  &ins,  and  end  the  Strife,] 
Then  let  my  Soul  march  boldly  on, 
Pi-efs  forward  to  the  heav'nly  Gate, 
There  Peace  and  Joy  eternal  reign, 
And  glittVing  Robes  for  ConquYors  wait 
There  Ihail  I  wear  a  flarry  Crown, 
And  triumph  in  Almighty  Grace  j 
W][»^  all  the  Arxnies  of  the  Skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  Praife. 


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156  HYMNS    and  B. 

LXXVIII.  Redemption  of  Clirift. 

I    \X  7  HEN  the  firft  Parents  of  our  Raci 
VV       Rebeird,  and  lutt  their  God, 
And  the  Infeftion  of  their  Sin, 
Had  tainted  all  our  Blood  j 
a  infinite  Pity  touch'd  the  Heart 
Of  the  Eternal  SON, 
Defcending  from  the  heav'nly  Court, 
He  left  his  Father's  Throne. 
3  Afide  the  Prince  of  Glory  threw 
His  mod  divine  Array, 
And  wrapt  his  Godhead  in  a  Veil 
Of  our  inferior  (lay. 
4.  His  living  Pow'r,  and  dying  Love, 
Redeem'd  unhappy  Men  ; 
And  lais'd  the  Ruins  of  our  Race 
To  Life  and  God  again. 

5  To  Thee,  dear  Lord,  our  Fleih  and  Soul 

We  joyfully  refign, 
Bleft  Jefusy  take  us  for  thy  own, 
For  we  are  doubly  thine. 

6  Thine  Honour  fhali  for  ever  be 

The  Bus'nefs  of  our  Days, 
For  ever  (hall  our  thankful  Tongues 
Speak  thy  deferved  Praife. 

LXXrX.  Praife  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  T)LUNG'D  inaGulphof  darkDefpair, 
1       We  wretched  Sinners  lay, 
Without  one  chearful  Beam  of  Hope, 
Or  Spark  of  glimmYing  Day. 
X  With  pitying  Eyes  the  Prince  of  Grace 
Beheld  our  helplefsOrief, 
He  faw,  and  (O  amazing  Love  !) 
He  ran  to  our  R^ief, 

3  Dc 


I.  spiritual  S  O  N  G  S.  1^7 

)0'An  from  the  diining  Seits  abore 

With  joyful  Hafte  be  fled, 
:nter"d  the  Grave  in  niortai  Fiefii, 

And  dwelt  among  the  Dead. 
le  rpoird  the  Powers  of  Darknefs'thus, 

And  brake  our  Iron  Chains ; 
fefus  has  freed  our  Captive  Souls 
'    From  everlafling  Pains. 
in  vain  the  bafRed  Prince  of  Hell 

His  curfed  Projefts  tries, 
^e,  that  were  d'jom'd  his  endlefs  Slave?, 

Are  rais'd  above  the  Skies.] 
0  for  this  Love  let  Rocks  and  Hills 

Their  lafting  Silence  break  } 
And  all  harmonious  huimn  Tongues 

The  Saviour's  Praifes  fpeak. 
Yes,  we  will  praife  Thee,  deareft  Lord, 

Our  Souls  are  all  on  Flame  ; 
Hofanna  round  the  fpacious  Earth 

To  thine  adored  Name. 
Angels  alnil  our  mighty  Joys, 

Strike  al!  your  Harps  of  Gold  5 
But  when  you  raife  your  highefl  Notes, 

His  Lore  c?.n  ne'er  be  told. 

LXXX.  Cod's  aivful  Pcn,ver  and  Coodnejs, 

O  THE  Almighty  Lord! 
How  matchlefs  is  his  Po\y'r! 
I'remble,  O  Earth,  beneath  his  Word, 

While  all  the  Heav'ns- adore. 
Le'v.  proud  imperious  Kings 
•  Bow  low  before  his  Throne  ; 
Crouch  to  his  Feet,  ye  haughty  Things, 
Or  he  fhall  tread  you  down. 

Ha  3  Abov 


158  HYMNS   and 

3  Above  the  Skies  he  reigns, 

And  with  am-izing  Blows 
He  deals  infufFerable  Pains 
On  his  rebellious  Foes. 

4  Yet,  everlafting  God, 

We  love  to  fpeak  thy  Praife  j 
Thy  Sceptre's  equal  to  thy  Rod, 
■  The  Sceptre  of  tl)y  Grace. 

5  The  Arms  of  mighty  L.o'fQ 

Defend  our  Sion  well, 
And  heav'nly  Mercy  walls  us  round 
From  Babylon  and  Hell. 

6  Salvation  to  the  King 

That  fits  enthron'd  above  ; 
Thus  we  adore  the  God  of  Mighty 
And  bltfs  the  God  of  Love. 

LXXXr.   Otir  Sin  the  Caufe  of  ChriftV  Deai 

t     AND  now  the  Scales  have  left  mine  E' 
J\     Now  I  begin  to  fee  j 
Oh  the  curs'd  Deeds  my  Sins  have  done  ! 
What  murderous  Things  they  be  ! 
ft  Were  thefe  the  Traitors,  deareft  Lord, 
That  thy  fair  Body  tore  ?  | 

Monfters,  that  ftain'd  thofe  heav'nly  Liml 
With  Floods  of  purple  Gore  > 

3  Was  it  for  Crimes  that  I  had  done, 

My  deareft  Lord  was  flain, 
When  Jultice  feiz'd  God's  only  Son, 
And  put  his  Soul  to  Pain  ? 

4  Forgive  my  Guilt,  O  Prince  of  Peace> 

ril  wound  my  God  no  more  j 
Hence,  from  my  Heart,  ye  Sins  be  gone^ 
For  J  ejus  I  adore. 

5  Furnifh  me,  Lord,  with  heav'niy  Arms, 

From  Grace's  Magazine  j 


spiritual  SONGS,  1S9 

nd  I'll  proclaim  eternal  War 
With  ev'ry  darling  Sin. 

CXII.  Redemption  and  P rot eBion  from  Sfiritual 
Emmies, 


k 


RISE,  my  Soul,  my  joyful  Pow'rs, 
^    And  triumph  in  my  God  J 
wake,  my  Voice,  and  loud  proclaim 
!  His  glorious  Grace  abroad. 
e  rii-'d  me  from  the  Deeps  of  Sin, 
The  Gates  of  gaping  Hell, 
nd  fix'd  my  Standing  more  fecure 
I  Than   'twas  before  I  fell. 
I'he  Arms  of  everlafting  Love 

Beneath  my  ?oul  b.e  placed, 
Lnd  on  the  Rock  of  Ages  fet 

My  flippVy  Footfteps  faft. 
:he  City  of  my  bleft  Abode 
'  Is  vvaird  around  with  Grace, 
Salvation  for  a  Bulwark  ftands  / 

\   To  fhield  the  Sacred  Place^ 
:atan  may  vent  his  fharpeft  Spite, 

And  all  his  Legions  roar, 
Umighty  Mercy  guards  my  Life, 

And  bounds  his  raging  Pow'r. 
,^rife,  my  Soul,  awake,  my  Voice, 

And  Tunes  of  Pleafure  fmg, 
Loud  Hallelujahs  ftiall  addrefs 

My  Saviour  and  my  King. 

CXXIIL  The  Paffion  and  Exaltation  of  Chrift. 

HUS  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  Skies, 
_       Awake  my  dreadful  Savord] 
Anvake,  my  Wrathy  and  fmite  the  Man, 
My  Felio^Vi  faUk  the  Lord. 


j6o  HY  M  N  S   And  B 

i  Vengeance  received  the  dread  Command, 
And  armed  down  fhe  flies, 
Jefus  fubmits  t'his  Father's  Hand, 
And  bows  his  Head  and  dies. 

3  But  Oh!  the  Wifdom  and  the  Grace 

That  join  with  Vengeance  now  ! 
He  dies  to  fave  our  guilty  Race, 
And  yet  he  rifes  too. 

4  A  Peifon  fo  divine  as  he, 

Who  yielded  to  be  flain. 
That  he  could  give  his  Soul  aw^ay, 
And  take  his  Life  again. 

5  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high, 

Let  tvVy  Nation  iing, 
And  Angels  found  .vith  entllefs  Joy 
The  Saviour  and  the  King. 

LXXXIV.  rhe  fame, 

I   f^  O  M  E,  all  harmonious  Tongues, 
V>«     Your  n  'bleft  Mufic  brinij, 
*Tis  Chriji,  the  everlafting  God, 
And  Chrijly  tlie  Man,  we  fnig. 
a  Tell  how  he  took  our  Flefli, 
To  take  away  our  Guilr, 
Sing  the  dear  D  ops  of  facred  Blood 
That  hellifli  Monfter  Ipilt. 
[3  Alas,  the  cruel  Spear 

Went  deep  into  his  Side, 
And  the  rxii  Flood  of  purple  Gore 
Their  murd'rous  Weapons  dy'd.] 
[4  The  Waves  of  fwelling  Grief 
Did  o'er  his  Bofom  roll, 
And  Mountains  of  Almighty  Wrnth 
Lay  heavy  on  his  Soul.] 
5  Down  to  the  Shades  of  Death 
He  bowMJiis  awful  Head  j 


fl.  SpirHual  SONGS.  i6i 

^et  ht  arofe  to  live  and  reign. 

When  Death  itfelf  is  dead, 
'^o  more  the  bloody  Spear, 

The  Crofs  and  Nails  no  more  j 
f?or  Hell  itfelf  fhakes  at  his  Name, 
i    And  all  the  Heav'ns  adore. 
iThere  the  Redeemer  fits 
i    High  on  the  Father's  Throne  j 
iThe  Father  lays  his  Vengeance  by, 
I    And  fmiles  upon  his  Son. 
(There  his  full  Glories  fhine 
'     With  uncreated  Rays, 
And  blefs  his  Saints  and  Angels  Eyes 
To  cverlafting  Days. 

LXXXV.  Sufficiency  of  Pardon, 

WHY  does  your  Face,  ye  humble  Souls, 
Thofe  mournful  Colours  wear? 
What  Doubts  are  theie  that  wafte  your  Faith, 

And  nourilh  your  Defpair  ? 
What,  though  your  num'rous  Sins  exceed 

The  Stars  that  fill  the  Skies, 
And  aiming  at  th'  Eternal  Throne, 
Like  pointed  Mountains  rife  ? 
\  What,  though  your  mighty  Guilt  beyond 
The  wide  Creation  fwell, 
And  has  its  curs'd  Foundations  laid 
Low  as  the  Deeps  of  Hell  ? 
|.  See  here  an  endlefs  Ocean  flows 
Of  never-failing  Grace ; 
Behold  a  dying  Saviour's  Veins 
The  facred  Flood  increafe  ! 
5  It  rifes  high,  and  drowns  the  Hills, 
'T  has  neither  Shore  nor  Bound  j 
Now  if  we  fearch  to  find  our  Sins, 
Our  Sins  can  ne'er  be  found. 

H  4  6  Awake^ 


iSz  HT  M  N  S  and  B.  II 

%  Awake,  our  Hearts,  ador«  the  Grace 
That  buries  all  our  Faults, 
And  pardoning  Blocd  that  (wells  above 
Our  Follies  and  our  Thoughts. 

LXXX VI.  Frttdomfrmt  im  and  Mifery  in  Heavn 

I  f~^  V  R  SinfS,  ala^,  how  ftrong  they  be  ! 
\_i*     And  like-a  yiolertt  Sea, 
They  b;e..k  our  Duty,  Lord,  to  Tiwe, 

And  hurry  us  away. 
1  The  Waves  of  T'ouble  howthcyTifc  !         ,^ 
How  laud  the  Tempefts  roar  !  \ 

Bat  Death  fh^^U  land  our  weary  Souh. 
Safe  on  the  heav'nly  Shoi  e. 

3  There  to  fulfil  his  fweet  Commands 

Our  fneedy  Feet  (hall  move, 
No  Sin  fliali  clog  our  winged  Zeal, 
Or  cool  our  bu.  ning  Love. 

4  There  (hall  we  fit,  and  C\r,g,  and  tell 

The  Wonders  of  his  Grace, 
Till  heav'nlv  Raptr.res  fire  our  Hearts, 
And  fmile  in  ev€ry  Face. 

5  For  ever  V's  dear  facred  Name 

Shall  dwell  upon  our  Tongue, 
And  y^Jifs  and  SaJvation  be 
The  Clofe  of  evVy  Song. 

LXXXVIL  Tbt  Diinm  Glories  abowi  Mir  Red/on, 

I   T  T  O  W    wond'rous    great,    how    gloriou 
XX     Mud  our  Creator  be,  (brigh 

Who  dwells  amidit  the  dazzling  Light  ! 

Of  yait  Infinity  ? 
a  Our  (oaring  Spirits  vi^wards  rife 
TowVd  the  Celeftial  Throne, 
Fain  would  w.e  fee  the  blefied  Three, 
A«d  the  Almighty  One. 

3  Oui 


S   ii.  spiritual  SONGS.  163 

3  Our  Reafon  ftretches  ali  its  Wings, 

And  climbs  above  the  Skies  ; 
.  But  lliil  how  far  beneath  thy  Feet 
Our  grov'ling  Reafon  iies ! 
[4  Lord,  here  we  bend  oar  humble  Souls, 
And  awfaliy  adoi  e  j 
For  tlie  \Teak  Pinions  of  our  Mind 
Can  itretch  a  Thought  no  more.] 
5.  Thy  Glories  infinitely  rile 

Above  GUI  J'nb'.ing  Tongue  j. 
In  vain  the  higheil  Seraph  tries 
To  form  an  equal  Song. 
^6  In  humble  Nbtes  our  Faith  adores 
The  great  mvileri   us  King, 
While'  Angels  ibain  their  nobler  Pow'rSj 
And  fweep  tir  im.inortjl  String.] 

LXXXVIir.  Salvation. 

1  QALVATION!    O  the  joyful  Soufld  ! 
O     'Tis  Pleafure  to  our  Ears  j 

A  fov'reign  Balm  for  ev'ry  Wound, 
A  Cordial  for  our  Fears. 

2  Bury'd  in  Sorrow  and  in  Sin, 

At  Hell's  dark  Door  we  lay  5  ^ 
But  we  arife  by  Grace  divine 
To  fee  a  heav'nly  Day. 

3  Salvation  !  iet  the  Eccho  fly 

The  fpacious  Earth  around. 

While  ali  the  Armies  of  the  Sky 

Confpire  to  raife  the  Sound. 

LXXXIX.  Chrift's  Viaory  onjey  Satan, 

3    TJOSANNA  to  our  conqi  ring  King, 
"^^     The  Prince  of  Darknefs  flies, 
His  Troops  rufh  headlong  down  to  Heil, 
Like  Lightning  from  the  Skies* 

H  5  3  There 


1 64  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.  IL 

2  There,  hound  in  Chains,  the  Lions  roar, 
r.nd  fright  the  refcu'd  Sheep  ; 
i^ur  he  vy  B.^rs  conline  their  Pow'r 
And  Milice  to  the  Deep. 
;y  Uofavni  to  cnu'  conqu'jing  King, 
"All  hail  incsrnate  Love  ! 
Ten  Thctifand  Songs  and  (j1  ries  wait 
To  crown  thy  Head  ahove. 
4  Thy  Vict'iies,  and  thy  deathlefs  Fame, 
Through  the  wide  World  fliall  run, 
hw^  everUiling  Agesfing 

The  Tiiumphs  thou  haft  won, 

XC.  faith  in  Chriil  for  ParJ.cn  and  SanSiiJication. 

I    |1J  O  ^  ^ad  our  State  by  Nature  is  ! 
K~X     Our  Sin  how  deep  it  Hum  ! 
And  Satan   binds  our  captive  Minds 
Fail  in  his  flavifli  Chains, 
i  But  there's  a  Voi  e  of  fov'reign  Grace 
Sounds  from  the  facred  Word, 
Ho,  J-'  J^fp airing  Sifiners  come^ 
And  truj]  upon  the  Lord. 
3  My  Soul  obeys  th'  Almighty  Call, 
And  runs  to  this  Relitf ; 
I  would  believe  thv  Promife,  Lord, 
Oh,  help  my  Unbelief. 
[4  To  the  dear  Fountain  of  thy  Blood,, 
Incarnate  God,  I  fly, 
Here  let  me  wafh  my  fpotted  Soul 
From  Crimes  of  deepeft  Dye.] 
5  Stretch  our  thine  Arm,  victorious  King, 
My  reigning  Sins  fubdue, 
Drive  the  old  Dragon  fr  )ra  his  Seat, 
With  all  his  hellifli  Crew. 
♦  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helplefs  Worm, 
On  thy  kind  Arms  I  f;tU  $ 

E' 


II.  Spiritual   SONGS.  slf 

Be  thou  my  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs, 
My  JeJiiSy  and  my  All. 

XCI.  The  Glory  c/Chrift  in  Hea^in. 

OThe  Delights,  the  heav'nly  Joys, 
The  Glories  of  the  Place, 
Where  Jefus  Hieds  the  brighteft  Beams 

Of  his  o"erilowing  Gi  ace  ! 
Sweet  Ms-jefty  and  awful  Love 

Sir  frniling  on  his  Brow, 
And  all  the  gl  rious  Ranks  above. 

At  humble  Dillance  bow. 
;  Princes,  to  his  imperial  Name, 

Bend  their  bright  Sceptics  down, 
Dominions,  Thrones,  and  Pcw'rs  rejoice 

To  fee  him  wear  the  Crown.] 
Archangels  found  his  lofty  Praife 

Through  ev'ry  heav'nly  Street  j 
And  lay  their  highirft  Honours  down, 

Submiflive  at  his  Feet. 
Thofe  foft,  thofe  blefled  Feet  of  his. 

That  once  rude  Iron  tore. 
High  on  a  Throne  of  Light  they  ftand, 

And  all  the  Saints  adore. 
His  Head,  the  dear  Maieftick  Head, 

That  cruel  Thorns  did  wound. 
See  what  immortal  Glories  fliine. 

And  circle  it  around. 
This  is  the  Man,  th'  exalted  Man, 

Whom  we  unfeen  adore  ; 
But  when  our  Eyes  behold  his  Face,. 

Our  Hearts  fhall  love  him  more- 
8  Lord,  how  our  Souls  are  all  on  Fire 

To  fee  thy  bleft  Abode, 
Our  Tongues  rejoice  in  Tunes  of  Praife 

To  our  incarnate  God, 

H  6  9  And 


i<?6  H  r  M  N  S   and  B.  I 

9  And  wliilll  our  Faith  enjoys  this  Sight, 
We  long  to  leave  our  Clay, 
And  uifh  thy  fiery  Chariot?,  Lord, 
To  fetch  our  Souls  away.] 

XCII,  The  Church  fwoed^  and  her  Enemies  d\fa^ 
poi?ited, 

Compopd  the  ^th  cf  Novemher^  1694. 
I   QH OUT  to  the  Lord,  and  let  our  Joys 
O     Through  the  whole  Nations  run  j 
Ye  BritiJ?j  Skier,  refound  the  Noife 
Be\ond  the  rifmsj  Sun. 
a  Thee,  mighty  God,  our  Souls  admire. 
Thee,  our  glad  Voices  iing, 
And  join  with  the  CelelHal  Choir 
To  praife  th'  Eternal  King. 

5  Thy  Fow'r  the  whole  Creation  rules. 

And  on  the  ftarry  Skies 
Sit  fmiling  at  the  weak  Defigns 

Thine  envious  Foes  devife. 
4  Thy  Scorn  derides  their  feeble  Rage, 

And,  with  an  awful  Frown, 
Flings  vaft  Confufion  on  their  Plots, 

And  fhakes  their  Babel  down. 
[5  There  fecret  Fires  in  Caverns  lay. 

And  we  the  Sacrifice} 
But  gloomy  Caverns  ftrove  in  vain 

To  'fcape  all  fearching  Eyes. 

6  Their  dark  Defigns  were  all  reveal'd. 

Their  Treafons  all  betray'fj  ; 
Praife  to  the  Lord  that  broke  the  Snare 
Their  curfed. hands  had  laid.] 

7  In  vain  the  bufy  Sons  of  Hell 

Still  new  Rebellions  try, 
Their  Souls  fhall  pine  with  envious  Rage, 
And  vex  away  and  die, 

2  Almigh 


II.  spiritual   SONGS.  167 

/\lmigl">ty  Grace  defends  our  Land 

From  their  nnaiicious  Povvt  j 
Let  Britaifi  with  united  Songs 

Almighty  Grace  adore. 

ixCIIL    God  ally  and  in  all,  Ffalm  Ixxlii.  25. 

i  'A  yf  Y  God,  my  Life,  my  Love, 
iVi  To  Thee,  to  Thee,  I  call, 
I  cannot  live,  if  thoH  remove,. 

For  thou  art  All  in  All. 
..  Thy  (hining  Grace  can  chear 

This  Dungeon  where  I  dwell  j  _^ 

'Tis  Paradife~'when  thou  art  here,  jH 

If  thou  depart,,  'tis  Hell.]  ^ 

3  The  SmiHngs  of  thy  Face, 

How  amiable  they  are! 
Tis-Heav'n  to  reft  in  thine  EmbracCj^ 
And  no  wher^  elfe  but  there.] 

4  To  Thee,  and  Thee  alone, 

The  Angels  owe  their  Biifs  ; 
They  fit  aroand  thy  gracious  Throne,. 
And  dwell  where  Jefus  is.] 

5  Not  all  the  Harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  Place, 
If  God  his  Refidence  remove^ 
Or  but  conceal  his  Face.] 
;  Nor  Earth,  nor  all  the  Sky, 
Can  one  Dehght  afford. 
No,  not  a  Drop  of  real  Jojr 

Without  thy  Prefence,  Lord.  |, 

7  Thon  art  the  Sea  of  Love,  j'': 

Where  all  my  Pleafures  roll;  i; 

The  Circle  where  my  Paffions  movCj 

And  Center  of  my  Soul.  ,; 

1^8  To  Thee  my  Spirits  fly  . 

With  infinite  Defire,  ^    .         % 

And        ijii 


i68  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.I] 

And  yet  how  far  from  Thee  I  lie ! 
Dear  Jefus^  raife  me  higher. 

XCIV.  Godmy  only  Happinefs^  Pfalm  Ixxiii.  25. 

I  ^  yT  Y  God,  my  Portion,  and  my  Love, 
1.VA     My  everlafting  All, 
I've  none  but  Thee  in  Heav'n  above. 
Or  on  this  eaithly  Ball. 
[2  What  ernpcy  Things  are  all  the  Skies, 
Aad  this  inferior  Clod  ? 
There's  Mothing  here  deferves  my  Joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God.] 
[3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  Sun, 
Scatters  his  feeble  Light  j 
'Tis  thy  fweet  Beams  create  my  Noon  j 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  Night. 

4  And  whilft  upon  my  reftlefs  Bed, 

Amongft  the  Shades,  I  roll. 
If  my  Redeemer  fhew  his  Head, 
'Tis  Morning  v/ith  my  Soul.] 

5  To  Thee  we  owe  our  Wealth  and  Friends, 

And  Health  and  fafe  Abode  5 
Thanks  to  thy  Name  for  meaner  Things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  Toy  is  glitt'ring  Wealth, 

If  once  compard  to  Thee  ? 
Or  what  s  my  Safety,  or  my  Health, 
Or  ail  my  Friends  to  me  ? 

7  Were  I  PoffefTor  of  the  Earth, 

And  call'd  the  Stars  my  own. 
Without  thy  Graces  and  thyfelf,. 

I  was  a  Wretch  undone. 
S  Let  others  ftretch  their  Arms  like  Seatj 

And  grafp  in  all  the  Shore, 
Grant  me  the  Vifils  of  thy  F'ace, 

And  I  defire  bo  more. 


[.  spiritual  SONG  S.  iH 

;CV.    Look  on  hun,  n.ishom  they  pierced,  and 


mourn 


KN  F  I  N  I  T  E  Grief !  amazing  Woe  I 
Behold  my  bleeding  Lord; 
lell  and  the  y^-z^,'.'  confpir'd  his  Death, 

And  us"d  the  Roman  Sword. 
3h  the  (harp  Pangs  of  fmarting  Pain 

My  de^r  Redeemer  bore, 
When  ki'xott)-  Whips,  and  ragged  ThornSj 

His  Tacred  Body  tore  ! 
But  knotty  Whips,  and  ragged  Thorns^ 

In  vai-n  do  I  accufe, 
In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  Bands, 

And  the  more  fpiteful  Je^cvs, 
Twere  you,  my  Sins.,  my  crwiel  Sins, 

His  chief  Tormexitors  were; 
Each  of  my  Crimes  became  a  NaiU 

And  Unbelief  the  Spear. 
'Twere  you  tbat  pull'd  the  Vengeance  down 

Upon  his  guiltlefs  Head  ; 
Break,  break,  my  Heart,  O  burft,  mine  Eyes, 

And  let  my  Sorrows  bleed. 
Strike,  mighty  Grace,  my  flinty  Soul, 

Till  riiciting  Waters  fl  -w. 
And  deep  Repentance  drown  mine  Eyes 
In  undifTembkd  Woe. 

XCVI.  Dijlingui/iing  Lo've ;  or,   Angels  pumjbed^ 
and  Menfa'ved. 

,  T^O  WN  headlong,  from  their  native  Skies^ 
XJ     The  Rebel- Angels  fell, 
And  Thunder-bolts  ot  flaming  Wrath. 
Purfu  d  them  deep  to  HelL 
%  Down  from  the  Top  of  earthly  Biifs 
Rebellious  Man  was  hurl'd  5 


■A 


i 


xjc  HYMNS    and 

And  Jefus  ftoop'd  beneath  the  Grave, 
To  reach  a  finking  World. 
3  O  Love  of  infinite  Degree  ! 
Unmeafurable  Grace  I 
Mull  Heaven's  eternal  Darling  die 
To  fave  a  traitorous  Race  ? 
4-  Muft  Angels  fink  for  ever  down. 
And  burn  in  quenchlefs  Fire, 
While  God  forfakes  his  fhining  Throne, 
To  raife  us  Wretches  higher  ? 
5  Oh  !  for  this  Love,  let  Earth  and  Skies 
With  Hallelujahs  nn^y 
And  the  full  Choir  of  human  Tongues 
All  Hallelujahs  fing. 

-     XCVIL  The  fame. 

J   T7ROM  Heav'n  the  finning  Angels  fell, 
X^      And  Wrath  and  Darknefs  chain"d  thei 
But  Man,  vile  Man,  forfook  his  Blifs,  (dowr. 
And  Mere)'  lifts  him  to  a  Crown. 

a  Amazing  Woi  k  of  fovYeign  Grace, 
That  could  diltinguifli  Rebels  fo  ! 
Our  guilty  Treafons  calPd  aloud 
For  everlafting  Fetters  too. 

3  To  Th-ee,  to  Thee,  Almighty  Love, 
Our  Souls,  ourfelves,  our  All  we  pray  j 
Millions  of  Tongues  (liall  found  thy  Praife 
On  the  bright  Hills  of  heav'nly  Day. 

XCVIIL  Hardnefs  of  Heart  complained  of . 

I   "^  /T  Y  Heart,  how  dreadful  hard  it  is  ! 
iSx     How  heavy  here  it  lies. 
Heavy  and  cold  within  my  Breaft, 
Juft  like  a  Rock  of  Ice  ! 
a  Sin,  like  a  raging  Tyrant,  fits 
Upon  this  flinty  Throne, 

An( 


.tl.  Spiniual  SONGS.  ^7^ 

And  ev'ry  Grace  Vies  bui  y'd  deep 

Beneath  this  Heart  of  S^one. 
How  {Adorn  do  I  rife  fo  God, 

Or  tafte  the  Joys  abive  ? 
This  Mountain  p  effes  down  this  I'aith^ 

Apd  chills  my  AimugLoye. 

Wlien  frailing  Me. xy  courts  my  Soul 

With  allits  heav'nly  Charms, 
This  ftubborn,  this  relentlels  1  hin.g, 

Would  thruft  it  from  my  Arms. 
Agaiiift  the  Thunders  ot  thy  Word, 

Rebellious  I  have  flood  }  „,^.. 

My  Heart !  it  Hiakes  not  at  the  V/rath 

And  Terrors  of  a  God. 
Dear  Saviour,  deep  this  Rock  of  mme 

In  thine  own  Cnmlon  Sea  . 
None  but  ?.  B.ith  of  Blood  divme 

Can  melt  the  Mint  away. 

XCIX.  The  Book  of  God's  Decrees. 

LET  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  li^ 
AbasM  before  th^n-  God ; 
WhateVr  his  fov'reign  Voice  has  formed 

He  governs  with  a  Nod. 
^  TenThoufand  Ages  e^er  the  Skies 
Were  into  Motion  brought } 
All  the  long  Years,  and  Wor  ds  to  come, 
Stood  pi-efent  to  his  Thought. 
,  There^S  not  a  Sparrow,  or  a  V/orm, 
But's  found  in  Ins  Decrees; 
He  raifes  Monarchs  on  their  Ihi ones, 
And  finks  them  as  he  pleale.  J 
4.  If  Light  attends  the  Courfe  I  run, 
'Tis  he  provides  thole  Rays ; 
And  'tis  his  Hand  that  hides  my  Sun, 
If  Darknefs  cloud  my  Days. 


Yet 


17*  HYMNS    and  B.  II. 

5  Yet  I  would  not  be  nrnch  concern'd, 

Nor  vainl\  Icng  to  fee 
The  Volumne  of  his  deep  Decrees," 
What  Months  are  writ  for  me. 

6  When  he  reveals  the  Book  of  Life, 

O  may  I  r^ad  my  Name 
Amonrft  rhe  chofen  of  his  Love, 
The  FQll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

C.  The  Prefena  of  Chrift  is  the  Life  of  my  Soul 

[i    I_J  O  W  full  of  Anguifh  is  the  Thought  > 
£i     How  it  diftraiFs  and  tears  my  Heart  ? 

If  God  at'laft,  my  fov'ieign  Judge, 

Should  frown,  and  bid  my  Seul,  Depart.l 
a  Lord,  when  I  quit  rhis  earthly  Stage, 

Whei  f  (hal!  I  fly  but  to  thy  Hi  eaft  ? 

For  I  have  fought  no  oihcr  Home  j 

For  I  have  learr  t  no  other  Reft. 

3  I  cannot  live  contented  here, 
Without  Ibme  C-limpfes  oi'  thy  Face; 
And  Heav'n,  w  ithout  thy  Prefence  there, 
W^ould  be  a  dark  and  tiiefome  Place. 

4  When  earthly  Caies  engrofs  the  Day, 
And  hold  my  Thoughts  afide  from  1  hee. 
The  {hiring  Hours  of  chearfal  Light, 
Are  long  and  tedious  Years  to  me. 

5  And  if  no  Ev'ning  Vifjt's  paid 
Between  my  Saviour  and  my  Soul, 
How  dull  the  Night !  how  fad  the  Shade  J 
How  moi'rnfully  the  Minutes  roll! 

6  This  Flefti  of  mine  might  learn  as  foon 
To  live,  yet  part  with  all  my  Blood  j 
To  bieathe  when  vital  Ai;-  is  gene. 

Or  thrive  and  grow  without  my  Food. 

[7  ChnJI  is  my  Light,  my  Love,  my  Care, 

My  bleffed  Hope,  my  heav'nly  Prize  j 

Dearer 


•}.  IL  spiritual  SONGS.  J/. 

Dearer  than  all  my  Paffions  are, 
My  Limbs,  ray  Bowels,  or  mv  Eyes, 
g  The  Strings  that  twine  about  my  Hear^ 
Tortures  and  Racks  may  tear  them  oit ; 
But  they  can  r.ever,  never  part 
With  their  dear  Hold  of  Ckrrji  my  Love.J 
To  My  God  !   and  can  an  humble  Child, 
That  loves  Thee  with  a  Flame  fo  high, 
Be  never  from  thy  Face  exild 
Without  the  Pity  of  thine  Eye  ? 
,0  Impcflible  — For  thine  own  Hands  J 

Have  vied  my  Hearc  Co  fail  to  Thee  ;  K 

And  ia  the  Book  the  Promifeftands, 
That  where  thou  art,  thy  Friends  niuft  be.  J 

CI.  The  World's  three  chief  Temptations. 

X  1 X  7  H  E  N,  in  the  Light  of  Faith  Divine, 
VV       We  look  on  Things  below, 
Honour,  an  J  Gold,  and  fenfual  Joy, 
How  vain  and  dang'rous  too  ? 
[a  Honour's  a  Puff  of  noify  Breath  ; 
Yet  Ivlen  expqfe  their  Blood, 
And  venture  everlafting  Death 
To  gain  that  airy  Good. 

3  Whilft  others  ftarve  the  nobler  Mind, 

And  feed  on-(hining  Duft  5 
They  rob  the  Serpent  of  his  Food, 
'  'T  indulge  a  fordid  Luft.] 

4  The  Pieafures  that  allure  our  Senfe 

Are  dang'rous  Snares  to  Souls; 
There's  hut  a  Drop  of  fiait'ring  S  ACet, 
And  dafli'd  with  bitter  Bowl^. 
5  God  is  my  AU-fufficient  Gojd, 
My  Portion  and  my  Choice  ; 
In  him  my  vaft  Defires  are  fiU'd, 
And  ail  my  Pow'rs  rejoice. 


174  HYMNS   and  F.  II. 

6  In  vain  tlie  World  accofts  my  Ear, 
And  ten)pts  tnv  Heart  tnevvj 
I  cannot  buy  your  Blif.  To  dear, 
Nor  pa  it  with  Heavn  for  you. 

CII,    A  happy  RefurreSiion. 

1   "KJT  O,  I'll  repine  at  Deith  no  more, 
I     "'      Biit  wirh  a  chearfiil  Gafp  refigH 
To  '!'e  c  Id  Dinge  n  of  the  Grave, 
Thefe  d  iiig,  withYing  Limbs  of  mine. 

a  Let  Worms  devour  my  waiting  Flefli, 
And  crurobic  a'l  my  Boius  to  Duft  j 
My  God  (ha'l  raife  my  Frame  anew. 
At  thr  Revival  of  the  Juft. 

3  Break,  (acied  ^'orning,  through  the  Skies, 
BriiiL  tliat  drli.htfui,  dresdful.  Day; 
Cui  ^bort  the  Hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come, 
Tliy  liiigVing  W  heels,  how  long  they  ftay  ! 

[4.  Our  weary  Spiri's  faint  to  fee 
The  Light  of  thy  returning  Face, 
And  hear  the  L.mguage  of  tho'e  Lips, 
Where  God  has  flird  his  richeit  Grace.] 

[5  Hafte  tlien  upon  the  Wings  of  Love, 
Roufe  all  the  pious  fleepjng  Clay, 
That  we  may  join  in  heav'nly  Joys, 
And  fmg  the  Triumph  of  the  Day.] 

CHI.    ChriftV  CommiJ/lon,   John  iii.  i6,  37. 

s    /^OME,  happy  Souls,  approach  your  God, 
VJ     With  new  melodious  Songs  j 
Come,  render  to  Almighty  Grace 
The  Tribute  of  your  Tongues, 
a  So  ftrange,  fo  boundlefs  was  the  Love, 
That  pity'd  dying  Men, 
The  Father  fent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  Life  again. 

^  3  Thy 


B.  II.  Spiritual   SONGS.  175 

j3  Thy  Hands,  d^-rji'/us,  were  not  arm'd 
With  a  revenging  Rod  ; 
No  hard  Commiffion  to  perform 
The  Vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  Mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  Wrath  forfook  the  Throne; 
When  Chriji  on  the  kind  Errand  came. 
And  brought  Salvation  down. 

5  Here,  Sinneis,  you  may  heal  your  Woundss 

And  wipe  your  Sorrows  dry  ; 
Truft  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  Nams, 

And  you  fhall  never  die. 
£  See,  dearert  Lord,  our  willing  Souls 

Accept  thine  offer  d  Grace  j 
We  biefs  the  great  Redeemer's  Love, 

And  give  the  Father  Praife. 

CIV.     Th  fame, 

t  TJ  A I S  E  your  triumphant  Songs . 
X\.     To  an  immortal  Tune, 
Let  the  veide  Earth  refound  the  Deeds 
Celeftial  Grace  has  done, 
a  Sing  how  eternal  Love 
Its  chief  Beloved  chofe, 
And  bid  him  raife  our  wretched  Race 
From  their  Abyfs  of  Woes. 

3  His  Hand  no  Thunder  bears. 

Nor  Terror  clothes  his  Brovv, 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  Souls 
To  fiercer  Flames  below. 

4  'Twas  Mercy  fiil'd  the  Throne, 

And  Wrath  ftood  filent  by. 
When  Chrifi  was  fent  with  Fardon  down 
To  Rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

5  Now  Sinners,  dry  your  Tears, 

Let  hopelefs  Sorrow  ceafe  j 

F 


176  HTMNS  and  B.  lit 

Bovf  to  the  Sceptre  of  iiis  Love, 

And  take  the  ofFer'd  Peace. 
6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  Call, 

We  by  an  humble  Claim 
To  the  balvation  thou  haft  brought, 

And  love  and  praife  thy  Name. 

CV.  Repentance  jionxiingfrvm  the  Patience  of  God, 

I      j4    N  D  are  we  Wretches  yet  alive  ? 
J\      And  do  we  yet  rebel  ? 
'Tisboundlefs,  'tis  amazing  Love, 
That  bears  us  up  from  Hell, 
s  The  Burthen  of  our  weighty  Guilt 
Would  link  us  down  to  Flames, 
And  threatening  Vengeance  rolls  above, 
To  crufli  olir  feeble  Frames. 
3  Almighty  Goodntfs  cries,  For  bear  ^ 
And  ftrait  the   fhunder  ftays  5 
And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  Wrath, 
And  weary  out  his  Grace? 
4.  Lord,  we  have  long  abusM  thy  Love, 
Too  long  induig  d  our  Sin  j 
Gur  aching  Harts  e'en  bleed  to  fee 
What  Rebels  we  have  been. 
5  No  more,  ye  Lults,  fhall  ye  command. 
No  more  will  we  obey ; 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  tliy  conqu'ring  Hand, 
And  diive  thy  Foes  away. 

CVL    Repentance  at  the  Crofs,   . 
J  /^  If  my  Soul  was  form'd  for  Woe, 
\J     How  would  I  vent  my  Sighs ! 
Repentance  fiiould  like  Rivers  flow 
From  both  my  ftreaming  Eyes. 
s  'Twas  for  my  Sins  my  deareft  Lord 
Hung  on  the  curfed  Tree, 

And 


n,  spiritual  SONGS.  177 

And  grcan'd  away  a  d}  ing  Life 

icrThee,  my  Scul,  for  Thee. 
0  how  I  hate  thofe  Lufts  of  mine. 

That  cruc"i!y'd  ray  God  ; 
Thofe  Sins  that  pierc'd  and  nail'd  his  Flefli-. 

Faft  torhetatal  Wood. 
Yes,  my  dear  Redeemer,  they  Ihall  die^ 

My  Heart  has  fo  decreed  ; 
Nor  will  I  fpare  the  guilty  Things 

That  vade  my  baviour  bjeed. 
Whilft,  with  a  melting  broken  Heart, 

My  muider'd  Loid  I  view, 
I'll  raife  Revenge  againft  m    Sins,  . 
And  flay  the  Muid'rers  too. 

CVTI.   The  euerlajiing  Abfence  of  Gvd  intoleraUe . 

THAT  awfal  Day  will  furely  come, 
Th'  appointed  Hour  makes  halle, 
When  I  mult  Hand  oefore  my  Judge, 

And  pafs  the  foiem.n  Teft. 
Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  Joys, 

Thou  Sov  reign  of  my  Heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  Voice  * 

Pronounce  the  Sound,  Depart? 
£3  TheThunder  of  that  difmal  Word 
Would  fo  torment  my  Ear, 
'Twould  tear  my  Soul  afunder,  Lord, 
With  moftturmentmg  Fear.] 
£4  What,  to  be  banifti'd  from  my  Life, 
And  yet  forbid  to  die  ? 
To  linger  in  eternal  Pain, 
Yet  Death  for  ever  fly  ?] 
5  O  wretched  State  of  deep  Defpair, 
^Iq  lee  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  Station  where 
I  muft  not  tafte  his  Love. 

5  Jefus 


tji  HYMN  Sand  f 

6  Jefusy  I  throw  my  Arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  Breait ; 
Without  a  gracious  Smile  froui  Thee, 
My  Spirit  cannot  reil. 

7  O  tell  me  that  my  worthlefs  Name 

Is  graven  on  thy  Hands, 
Shew  me  fom.e  Promile  in  thy  Book 
Where  my  Salvation  ftands. 
[8  Give  me  one  kind  afluring  Word 
To  link  my  Fcais  again  ; 
And  chearfuliy  my  Soul  (hall  wait 
Her  Threfcoie  Years  and  Ten.] 

CVIII.   Accefs  to  the  Throne  of  Grace  by 
Mediator. 

X   /^  O  ME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  Eyes 
V>^     Up  to  the  Court  above. 
And  fmile  to  fee  our  Father  there 
Upon  a  1  hrone  of  Love, 
a  Once  'twas  a  Seat  of  dreadful  Wrath,       ^ 
And  fhot  devouring  Flame  j 
Our  God  appeared  Confuming  Fire, 
And  Vengeance  was  his  Name, 
3  Rich  were  the  Drops  of  Jtfiis''  Bloed 
That  calm'd  his  frowning  Face, 
That  fpnnkled  o'er  the  burning  Throne, 
And  turn'd  his  Wrarh  to  Grace. 
^  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  Feet, 
And  venture  near  the  Lord  ; 
No  fiery  Cherub  guaids  his  Seat, 
Nor  double-flamiiig  Sword, 

5  The  peaceful  Gates  of  heav'niy  Bllfs 

Are  open'd  by  the  Son^ 
High  let  us  raife  our  Notes  of  Praife, 
And  reach  tb'  Almighty  Throne. 

6  To  Thee  Ten  Thoufand  Thanks  we  briflg, 

Great  Advocate  on  high  j 

An 


I.  spiritual  S  0  N  G  S..  :79 

,nd  Glory  to  tir  eternal  King- 
That  lays  his  Fury  by, 

CIX.  rhe  Darkfufs  of  Fro-vtdena. 

LO  R  D,  we  adore  thy  vaft  Defigns. 
Th'  obfcure  Abyfs  of  Providenc?', 
Too  deep  to  found  with  mottal  Lines, 
Poo  dark  to  view  with  feeble  Senfe, 
<Jow  thou  array'ii  thine  awful  Face, 
n  angry  Frowns,  without  a  Smile; 
^''e  through  the  Clcudbel-eve  thy  Grace, 
iecure  of  thy  Compaffions  itill. 
Through  Seas  and  Sterms  of  deep  Diftre;?- 
VVe  fail  by  Faith,  and  not  by  Sight  ; 
?aith  guides  us  in  the  Wilderneis, 
rhro^h  all  the  Briars  and  the  Night, 
Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  Rod 
Refolve  lo  fcourge  us  here  below; 
Still  we  muft  lean  upon  our  God, 
Tl-.inc  Arm  fnall  brar  us  fafcly  through. 

>C.  Triu?}iph  onjer  Death,  in  Hops  of  the  Rffur  ^ 
rettion. 

h    N  D  muft  this  Body  die  ? 
j\^    This  mona!  Frame  decay?  _ 
■And  muft  thefe  adive  Limbs  of  mine 

Lie  mouldYing  in  the  Clay  ? 
Corruption,  Earth  and  Worms, 

bhaii  but  refine  this  Fleili,  j 

Till  my  triumphant  Spirit  comes 

To  put  it  on  afrefli. 
God  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And'orten  from  the  Sl^ies 
Looks  down,  and  vvatehes  all  ray  Dufi, 

Till  he  ftiail  bid  it  rife, 

I  .4  Array'd 

I 


i8o  HYMNS    and  B.  ! 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  Grace 

Shall  thefe  vile  Bodies  fnine, 
And  evYy  Shape,    and  evVy  Face, 
Look  heav'nly  and  divine. 

5  Thtfe  lovely  Hopes  we  owe  j 

To  Jefus'  fiyJiig  Love  ;  } 

V/e  would  adore  his  Grace  below,  | 

And  iing  his  Pow'r  above.  \ 

6  Dear  Lord,  accept  the  Praife 

Of  thefe  our  humble  Songs, 
Till  Tunes  ot  noble/  Sound  we  raifs 
With  our  immortal  Tongues. 

CXL  l'ha7ikfgi'ving  for  ViBory^  or,  God's  Di 
nion-y  and  our  Ddi-verance, 

1  'yl  O  N  rejoice,  and  Judab  fmg  j 
^     The  Lord  affumes  his  Throne  j 
Let  Britain  o-ah  tiie  heav'nly  King, 

And  make  his  Glories  known. 

2  The  Great,  the  Wicked,  and  the  Proud, 

From  their  high  Seats  are  hurl'd  j 
Jehonjah  rides  upon  a  Cloud, 

And  thunders  through  the  World. 

3  He  reigns  upon  tli'  eternal  Hdls, 

Diftributes  mortal  Crov^ns, 
Empires  are  fixM  beneath  his  Smiles, 
And  totter  at  his  FrovN-ns. 
5  Navies  that  rule  the  Ocean  wide. 
Are  vanquidrd  by  his  Breath  j 
And  Legions,  arm'd  with  Fow'r  and  Pride 
Defcend  to  watYy  Death. 
5  Let  Tyrants  make  no  more  Pretence 
To  vex  our  happy  L  md  ; 
Jeho'vab'''s  Name  is  our  Defence, 
Our  Buckler  is  his  Hand. 
[6  Long  may  the  King,  our  Sovereign,  live, 
To  rule  us  by  his  Word, 


jj.  spiritual    S  O  N  OS.  i8i 

knd  all  tb«  Honours  he  c?.n  give,- 
Be  ©ffer^d  to  the  Lord.] 

•XII.   Arigrlsm!?:i/^n^:gtoChr]^.a?:dSainfs. 

ORE  AT  God,  to  ^vhat  a  glorious  Height 
Haft  ibou  ^dvanc'd  the  Lord  ih).^  Son? 
a^np-els,  in  all  their  Robes  ot  Light, 
^re  made  th^  Servants  of  his  Thion*. 
Sefore  his  Feet  their  Armies  vvair, 
\nd  fwift  as  Flames  of  Fire  they  move, 
ro,T.an.gehisAifairsof  State. 
in  Works  of  Vengeance  or  ot  i.ove. 
H's  Orders  run  through  all  their  Hsfts, 
Let  ions  defcend  at  hi«  Command, 
^-o^fl^ieid  and  guard  the  Bntt/hC-j^^ks, 
When  foreign  Rage  invades  our^x^and 
Now  they  are  ient  to  guard  our  reel 
Upon  the  Gates  of  thin^  Abode, 
Through  all  the  Dangers  that  we  meet 
In  travelling  the  heavhiiy  Road. 

■  Lord,  when  I  leave  this  mortal  Grounc^ 
'And  thou  Ihaltbid  me  life  and  come, 

Send  a  beloved  Angel  down 
Safe  to  conduCl  my  Spirit  acme. 

CXIII.   The  fame.      ^ 

THE  Maiefty  o'£  Sol  onion  I 
How  glonous  to  brhold  ! 
The  Servants  vv'aiting  rou,r,d  his  Throne, 
'      The  Iv'ry  and  the/Ooid  ! 

■  But.  mighty  God,  thy  HPalace  fhines 
'-     With  far' fuperior  Beams ; 

Tbtne  Anc  ■  1  Guards  are  l^vift  as  Winds, 
Thy  Minifters  are  Flames. 
'3  Soon  as  thine  only  Son  had  made 
His  Entjance  on  the  Earth, 


1 82  HYMNS  and  S,  I 

A  fhining  Army  downward  fled 
To  celebrate  his  Birth. 

4  And  when  oppicft  with  Pains  and  Kears, 

On  the  coUi  Ground  he  lies, 
Behold  a  heav'rJy  Form  appears 
T'  allay  his  Agonies.] 

5  Now  to  the  Hands  ot  Chrijl  our  King 

Are  ail  their  Legions  giv'n  j 
They  wait  upon  his  Saint?,  and  bring 
His  chofen  Heirs  to  HcAv'n. 

6  Pleafure  and  Praife  run  through  their  Hoi* 

To  fee  a  Sinner  turn  } 
Then  Satan  hat  a  Captive  loft. 
And  Ckriji  a  Subjea  born. 

7  But  there's  an  Hour  of  brighter  Joy, 

When  he  his  Angels  fends 
Obftinate  Rebels  to  deftroy, 
And  gather  in  his  Friends. 

8  O  !  Gould  I  fay,  without  a  Doubt, 

There  fhall  my  Soul  be  found, 
Then  let  the  great  Arch-Angel  fhout, 
And  the  lalt  Trumpet  found. 

CXIV.  ChriftV  Death,  Fiaory,  and  Dominion. 

J  T  Sing  my  Saviour's  wondVous  Death  j 
X     He  CftnquerM  when  he  fell  j 
"Tis/ni/b'd,  faid  his  dying  Breath, 
And  Ihook  the  Gates  ot  Hell.  > 

2  ""Tis  ^nijh^d,  our  Emanuel  cries, 

The  dreadful  Work  is  done  j 
Hence  fhall  his  fov'reign  Throne  arife. 
His  Kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  Crofs  a  fure  Foundation  laid 

For  Glory  and  Renown, 
When  through  the  Regions  of  the  Dead 
He  pafs'd  to  reach  the  Crown. 

4.  Exaltec 


Spii'iiual  S  0  N  G  S.  iS3 

Ixalted  at  his  Fa-:ii?r's  Side 

Sits  our  victorious  Lcid  ; 

o  Hcav'n  and  lidl  h;s  H^nds  divide 

The  Vengeance  r  Reward. 
t'he  Saints,  from  hi*  propitious  Eye, 

Await  their  I'evtral  Crowns, 
Uul  all  the  Sons  of  Darknefs  fly 

The  Terrors  of  his  Frowns. 

[V.   GofI  the  Avenger  of  bis  Sain/ J',  or,   Mu 
Kingdom  Supreme. 

HIGH  as  the  Heav'ns  above  the  Ground 
Reigns  the  Creator,  God, 
Wide  as  the  whole  Creation's  Bound 

Extends  his  awful  Rod. 
Let  Princes  of  exalted  State 

To  him  afcribe  their  Crown, 
Render  their  Homage  at  his  Feet, 

And  caft  their  Glories  down. 
Know  that  his  Kingdom  is  fupreme. 

Your  lofty  Thoughts  aie  vain  ; 
He  calh  you  Gods,  that  awful  Name, 

But  ye  mull  die  like  Men. 
T^-tn  let  the  Sovereigns  of  the  Globe 

N®r  daie  to  vex  the  Juftj 
He  puts  on  Vengeance  like  a  Robe, 

And  treacis  tl-Te  Worm  to  Dull. 
Ye  Judges  of  the  Earth,  be  wife, 

And  think  on  Heav'n  with  Fear; 
The  mea>-.eft  Saint  that  you  defpife. 

Has  an  Avenger  there. 

CXVI.  Merdis  and  Thanks.^ 

HOW  can  I  fink  with  fuck  a  Prop 
As  my  eternal  God, 
-Who  bears  "the  Earth^s  huge  Pidars  up, 
And  foreads  the  Heavens  abroad  ? 

T  ^  p,  Ho' 


>g4-  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.  I.  i 

2  \\o\-i  can  I  die  wbi)^^^//yj  lives. 
Who  rofe  and  left  We  Dead  ? 
Pardon  and  G  ace  my  Soul  receives 
Frv  m  mine  exalted  Head. 
J  All  thst  I  am,  aud  all  I  have. 
Shall  be  for  ever  thme  ; 
Whr,te'er  my  Duty  bids  nie  give. 
My  chearful  Hands  refjgn. 
4  Yei  if  I  might  make  feme  Referve, 
And  Duty  did  not  call, 
I  love  mv  God  with  Zed  fo  £:reat'. 
That  I  fiiouid  give  him  all. 


'I 


CXVII.  L\n}'. Kg  and  dying 'V£ lib  God prefe . 

Csnnot  bear  thy  Abfence,  Lord, 
^     My  Life  expires  if  Thou  depart ; 
Be  then,  my  Heart,  ftill  near  my  Gc(I» 
And  Thow,  my  God,  be  near  my  Heart. 
I  was  not  born  for  Eaith  and  Sin, 
N.r  can  I  live  on  Things  fo  vile  \, 
Yet  I  would  flay  my  Father's  Tinie, 
And  hope  and  wait  for  Hftav'n  a  while. 
Then,  deareft  Loid,  in  thine  P>iiibrace 
Letine  refign  my  fleeting- Breath, 
And,  wifh  a  Smile  upon  my  Face, 
Pafs  the  iir.po:t>nt  Hour  of  Death. 

CXVHL  rhe  Prlef.hood  of  Chrift. 

BLOOD  has  a  Voice  to  pierce  the  Skies  j 
Re'vcfjge,  the  Blood  of  Abel  cries  : 
But  the  dear  Stream,  vshen  Chrif]  v.as  flain, 
Speaks  Peace,  as  loud,  from  ev'ry  Vein. 
Pardon  and  Peace  from  God  on  high. 
Behold  he  lays  hi3,Venge^'nce  by, 
And  Fv'.-bels,  that  deferv'd  his  Sword, 
Become  the  Favj-iies  of  the  Lo:d. 


i85 


L 


Spiriiual   SONGS, 

-c  Jepjs  let  our  Praifes  rife, 

/ho  oave  his  Lite  a  Sacrifice ; 

low  I^  appears  bef.  re  his  God 

,nd  for  our  Pardon  pleads  his  Blood. 

ADEN  with  Guilt,  and  full  of  Fcaw, 
i    /  "  I  fly  to  Thee,  my  Lord, 
tiTd  not  a  Glimpfe  of  Hope  appears 

Butinthy  written  Wo,  d. 
The  Volume  of  my  Father's  Grace 

Does  3.11  my  Griefs  affwage  j 
hlere  I  behold  my  Saviour's  Face 

Almoft  in  ev'ry  Page. 
This  is  the  Field  where  hidden  lies 

The  Pearl  of  Price  unknown  ; 
That  Merchant  is  divinely  wife. 
Who  makes  the  Pearl  his  own. 
Here  confecrated  Water  flows 

To  quench  my  Thirft  of  Sin  ; 
Here  the  fair  Tree  of  Knowledge  grows, 

-No  Danger  d'.veils  therein.] 
This  is  theiudge  that  ends^she  Strife 

Where  Wit  and  Reafon  fail  5 
Mv  Guide  to  everlalnng  Life, 

Through  al!  this  gloomy  Vale.  ^ 
O  may  tby  Counfels,  mighty  God,     . 

My  roving  Feet  commmd, 
Nor  I  forfake  the  happy  i^oad 
That  leads  to  thy  Right  Hand. 

'  CXX.  rhe  La-iv  and  Go/pel  joined  in  Scripture. 

3   ri-^HE  Lord  declares  his  Will, 

1       And  keeps  the  V/orld  in  Awe  j 
Amidft  the  Smoke  on  Stnai^  Hill, 
lireaks  out  his  fiery  Law. 


J«6  HYMNS   and  13,1 

2  The  Lcrd  reveals  his  Face,  i 

And,  fmiling  from  above, 
Seiids  doun  the  G^  fpel  cf  his  Grace, 
Th'  Ep'ltles  of  his  Love, 
.^  Thefe  facred  Words  impart 

Ouj  Maker's  juft  Commands  j 
The  Pity  of  his  melting  Heart, 
And  Vengeance  of  his  Har.ds. 
[4  Hence  we  awake  our  Fear, 

We  draw  onr  Ccmfort  hence; 
The  Arms  of  Grace  are  trealur'd  here, 
And  Armour  of  Defence. 

5  We  iearn  Chriji  crucify'd, 

And  here  behold  his  Blood; 
All  Arts  and  Knowledges  befide 
Will  do  us  little  Good.] 

6  We  read  the  heav'nly  Word, 

We  take  the  offered  Grace. 
Obey  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  trr.ft  his  Promifes. 

7  In  vain  fhal!  Satan  rage 

Ag^inft  a  Book  divine  ; 
Where  Wrath  and  Lightning  guards  the  Pi 
Wiiere  Beams  of  Meicy  fhiae. 

CXXL  Ihe  La^ij  and  Gofpel  difingwjhed. 

1    '^  HE  Law  c-mmands,  and  makes  us  know 
X     'What  Dii  ies  to  our  God  we  owe; 
But'tis  the  Gofpel  mull  reveal 
Where  lies  car  Strength  to  do  his  Will. 

1  The  Law  difcovers  Guilt  and  Sin^ 

And  (hcvvc  how  vile  our  Hearts  have  been, 
Only  the  Gofpel  can  exp«-e.fs 
Forgiving  Love  and  cleanfmg  Grac?. 

3  What  Curfes  d  Mh  the  Law  denounce 
Againa  the  Min  that  fails  but  once? 

But 


IT.  Spiritual   SONG  S.  187 

But  in  the  Gofpel  Ckri/i  appears 
p^rd^ning  the  Gu:U  ot  numYous  \ears. 
Mv  Soul,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 
'  Ihy  Life  and  Comfort  from  the  Law, 
Fly  to  the  Hops  the  Gorp--l  gives  j 
The  Man  that  trails  the  Promife,  lives. 

W.     eXXII.    Retirement  and  Meditation. 
,  TV  /r  Y  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
IV  3      A  Stranger  to  myied  and  x  hee  , 

Atr.Ktft  a  Thouland   i  hongh.ts  I  rove, 

Forgettui  of  my' higheft  Love. 
,,  Why  lliould  my  Pailions  mix  with  Earth, 

And  thus  debafe  my  heavenly  Birth  ? 

Why  ftiould  I  cleave  to  Things  beiow, 

And  let  mv  God,  my  SaviOur,  go  ?. 
2  Call  me  away  from  FleOi  and  Senfe 
^  One  ibv^rei^  Word  can  draw  me  thence, 

I  would  obey  the  Voice  DiVine,^ 

And  all  inferior  Joys  rehgn..    _ 
4  Be  Earth  with  all  her  Scenes  withdrawn  i 
'  Let  Noife  and  Vanity  be  gonej 

In  fecret  Silence  of  the  Mind 
»  My  Heav'n,  and  thsre  my  God,  I  ^md. 

CXXin.  rise  Bsne/t  of  public  Ordinances, 

1     /I   W  A  Y  from  ev'ry  mortal  Care, 

^     Away  from  Earth  our  Souls  retreat  j. 
V/e  leave  this  wor;  hlefs  World  afar. 
And  wait  and'woifnip  near  thy  Seat. 

«  Lord,  in  the  Temple  of  thy  Grace, 
We  iee  thy  FeeT,  and  we  c^dors  5 
We  gaze  upon  thy  lov'ely  Face,  ^ 

And  learn  th^  Wonders  of  thy  ?o^^  r. 

3  While  here  our  various  Wants  sve  mourn, 
United  Groans  afcenct  on  high; 

1  <  And 


I 

ig^  H  r  M  H  S    and  B.l 

,And  Prtiver  bears  a  quick  Return 
Or  BlefTings  in  Variety. 
[4.  If  Satan  rag'?,  and  Sin  grow  fcrong, 
Here  we  receive  fome  chearing  Word  ; 
We  gird  t'ne  Gofpel  Armour  on 
To  fight  the  Battles  of  the  Lord. 

5  Or  if  our  Spirit  faints  and  dies, 

(Oiu  Confcience  gaii'd  with  inward  Stings) 
'    Here  doth  the  righteous  Sun  anTe 
'   With  healing  Beams  beneath  his  Wings.] 

6  Father,  my  ioul  would  Itlll  abide 
Within  thy  Temple,  near  thy  Side; 

But  if  my  Feet  muft  hence  xlepart,  jj 

Still  keep  thy  Dwelling  in  my  Heart.  | 

CXXIV.  Mofes,  Aaron,  and  Jofnua.         ] 

1  -^■J*'  I  S  not  the  Law  of  Ten  Commands, 

JL       On  holy  i'i^j/!?/ giv'n, 
Or  feat  to  Men  by  Mofes^  Hands,  i 

Ca)i  bring  us  fafe  to  Heav'n.  I 

2  'Tis  not  the  Blcod  which  Aaron  Tpilr, 

Nor  Smoke  of  fweeteft  Smell, 
Can  buy  a  Pardon  for  our  Guilt, 

Or  fave  our  Souls  from  Hell.  g 

3  Aaron,  ths  Prieft,  refigns  his  Breath 

At  God's  immediate  Will ; 
And  in  the  Defart  yields  to  Death 
Upon  th'  appointed  Hill. 

4  And  thus  on  Jordan's  j/onder  Side 

The  Tribes  of  ifratl  ftand; 
While  Mofes  bow'd  his  Head  and  died. 
Short  of  the  promised  Land. 

5  Ifrael,  rejoice,  now  *  Jojhua  leads, 

He'll  bring  your  Tribes  to  Reft  ; 

*  Jojhua  the  fame  with  Jej'us,  and  fignifics  a  S; 
vio»r. 


.IL  Spiritual    SONGS,  5:^9 

So  far  the  Sat'iour's  Name  exceeds 
s  The  Ruler  and  the  Priiju 

XXV.  Faith  and  Rep£Ktanc£y  Uitbelief  a?id  Irr-pe- 
rats  nee. 

LIFE  and  immortal  Joys  ?re  giv'n 
To  Souls  that  moiirn  the  Sinsthey've  done, 
Children  of  Wrath%iade  Heirs  of  Heav'n 
By  Faith  in  God's  Eternal  Son. 
Woe  to  the  WreEch  that  never  felt 
The  inward  P<ings  of  pious  Grief, 
But  adds  to  all  his  crying  Guilt 
The  ftubbsrn  Sm  of  Unbelief. 
5; The  Law  condemns  the  Rebel  dead, 
Under  the  Wrath  of  God  he  lies  5 
He  (eals  the  Curfe  on  his  own  Head, 
And  with  a  double  Vengeance  dies. 

CXXVI.  God  ghrified  in  the  Gofpd. 

1  ^T^HE  Lord,  defcending  from  f^bove, 
JL,     Invites  his  Children  near, 
Wh^le  Pow'r  and  Truth,  and  boundlefs  Love, 
•       Difplay  their  Glories  here. 
a  Here  in  thy  GofpeVs  woncl'rous  Frame 
Frelli  Wonders  we  purfue  ; 
A  Thoufand  Angels  learn  thy  Name 
Beyond  whate'er  they  knew. 

3  Thy  Name  is  writ  in  fairell  Lines, 

Thy  Wifdom  here  we  trace  j 
Wifdom  through  all  the  Myft'ry  fhinee^ 
And  fhines  in  Jefiis''  Face. 

4  The  Law  its  beft  Obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  God  ; 

And  thy  revenging  Juftice  fhows  >;  ^ 

Its  Honours  in  his  Blood.  I  <^\ 

16  ■     K  But      i^i 


39<3  M  y  M  N  S    and  S.  1 

5  Fujt  fti!i  the  Luilre  of  thy:  Grace 
Oi;r  wariner  Thoughts  emplov^ , 
Gilds  the  whole  Sctne  with  brighter  Rays, 
And  more  exaks  our  joys. 

CXXVII.  rircumcijion  and  Baptifm. 

(Written  only  for  thcfe  nvho  praBife  the  Baptifm 
Infar.ts.) 

X   ''■^  H  U  S  did  the  Sons  of  Ahra'm  pafs 
A       Under  the  Bloody  Se:.l  of  Grace  \ 
The  young  Diiciples  bore  the  Yoke, 
Till  Ch'ift  the  painful  Bondage  broke. 

a  By  milder  Wavsdoth  jefus  prove 
His  Father's  Cov'r^ant,  and  his  Lovej 
He  !e  ds  to  Saints  his  glorious  Grace, 
And  net  forbids  their  Infant  Race.  I 

3  Their  Seed  is  fpiinkled  with  his  Blood, 
Their  Children  fet  apart  for  God  j 
His  Spirit  on  tr.eir  Oifspring  j[hed, 
Like  Water  poui'd  upon  the  Head. 

4.  Let  ev'ry  Saint  with  chearful  Voice 
In  th'S  iar^e  Covenant  rej.ice; 
Young  Children  in  their  early  Days  ^ 

-    Shall  give  th€  God  of  Abram  Praife. 

CXXVIIL  Corrupt  Nature  from  Adam. 
J    TJ  L  E  S  S '  D  with  the  Joys  of  Innocence, 
I  ?     Ada?ny  our  Father,  itood, 
Till  he  debased  his  Soul  to  SenCe, 
And  eat  th'  unlawfurppod. 
^  Now  we  are  born  a  finfui  Race, 
«•       To  fniful  Joys  inclinM  ; 
Reafon  has  lull  its  nr,tiv€  Place, 
And  FItfh  enflaves  the  Mind. 
q  While  Flefli,  and  Senfe,  and  Pafllon  reigns, 
Sin  is  the  fv»€etelt  Good  j 

Wc 


IL  spiritual  SONGS.  191 

Vv'e  fancy  Muilck  in  our  Chains, 

And  fo  forget  cl;3  Load. 
I  Great  God  !  renew  our  ruin'd  Frame, 

Oar  broken  Fow'rj  rellore, 
Infpire  us  with  a  heavenly  Fiame, 

And  Flefn  (hall  reign  no  moi-e. 
Eternal  Spirit,  write  thy  Law 

Upon  our  inward  Parts, 
And  iet  the  fecond  Adam  draw 

His  Image  on  our  Hearts. 

CXXIX.  h^e  tvalk  by  Faiib,  and  not  by  Si^bt,     . 

'rT~"»iS  by  the  Faith  of  Joys  to  corne, 

J.     We  walk  through  Defarrs  dark  as  Night  j 
Tiil  we  arrive  at  Heav'n  bur  Home, 
Faith  is  our  Guide,  and  Faith  our  Light. 
The  Want  of  Sight  fhe  well  fuppiies 
She  makes  the  pearly  Gates  appear, 
Far  into  diflant  Worlds  fne  pries,. 
And  brings  eternal  Glories  near. 

I  Chearfij!  we  tread  the  Defart  through, 
While  Faith  infpires  a  heav'nly  Ray  j 
Though  Lions  roar,  and  Ternpefts  bJoWj 

"  And  Rocks  and  Dangers  fill  the  Way. 

\.  So  Abra'm,  by  Divine  Command, 
Left  his  own  Houfe  to  walk  with  God  3 
His  Faith  beheld  the  promis'd  Land, 
And  firM  his  Zeal  along  the  Road. 

CXXX.  Tig  nenjtj  Creation. 

I      A    T  T  E  N  D^  while  God^s  exalted  Son 
J\     Doth  his  own  Gkries  fhew  3 
Behold,  I  Jit  upon-  my  Throne » 
Creating  all  Things  miv. 
%  Nature  and  Sin  are  pafs''d  anvay^ 
And  i  be  eld  Adsim  dies', 

My 


^iu  H  r  M  N  S   ana     -  B;  1 

My  Hands  a  Ken.^  Foundation  lar^ 
See  the  nsnfo  World  arife. 

3  77/  be  a  Son  of  Rigktioufnefs 

To  the  «?w  Hea"dns  I  ?nake  ; 
Nvrse  but  the  Nenv  born  lietn  of  Grace^ 
My  Glories  Jha1l  partake. 

4  Mighty  Redeemer,  fet  me  h&Q         ' 

From  my  old  State  of  Sin  5 

O  make  mj'  Soul  alive  to  Thee, 

Create  ne\Ar  PowYs  within. 

5  Reaevv  irine  Eyes,^a!Ki  Li  m  mine  Ears, 

And  mould  my  Heart  afrefli ; 
Give  me  new  P«ifiiou3,  Joys  and  Fears, 
And  turn  the  Stone  to  f  le/h. 

6  Far  from  the  Regioiis  of  the  Dead, 

From  Sin,  ^nd^Earth,  and  Hell, 
In  the  new  Woild,  that  Grace  has  made, 
I  would  for  ever  dwell. 

tXXXI.  The  Excellency  of  the  Chrijlian  Religion 

1   Y     E  T  everlafting  Glories  crown 

i  J  Thy  He^d,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord  j 
Thy  Hands  have  brought  Salvation  down, 
And  writ  the  Bleflings  in  thy  Word. 

[2  What,  if  we  trace  the  Globe  around. 
And  fearch  from  Britain  to  Japarty 
There  fliail  be  no  Religion  found 
So  jaft  to  God,  fo  fafe  to  Man,] 

3  In  vain  the  trembling  Confcience  feeks 
Some  folid  Groimd  t®  relt  Ur)on  ; 
With  long  Defpair  the  Spirit  breaks. 
Till  we  apply  to  Chrifi  alone. 

4  How  well  thy  blefled  Truths  agree  ! 
How  wife  and  holy  thy  CommanJs  i 
Thy  Promifes,  how  firm  they  be  ! 
How  firm  ou/  Hope  and  Comfort  ftands  1 


u  S  0  N  G  S,  29' 


1  Not  the  feign'd  Fields  of  Heaih'nljh  Blifs 
!coijld  raiie  fuch  Fleafures  in  the  Mind  j 
Mor  does  the  Turkifh  Faradife 
:  Pretend  to  Joys  fo  vv  11  refin'd.] 
Should  all  the  Forms  that  Men  cievife 
Affault  my  Faith  with  treach'rous  Art, 
i  rd  call  them  Vanity  and  Lies, 
i  And  bind  the  Gofpel  to  my  Heart. 


CXXXir.  ^he  0£i€es  of  Chrift, 


w 


E  blefs  the  Prophet  oF  the  Lord, 
That  comes  with  Truth  and  Grace  j 
JefJs,  thy  Spirit,  and  thy  Word, 
Shnli  lead  us  in  thy  V/ays. 
fc  We  rev'rence  our  High-Prieft  above 
Who  oifer'd  up  his  Blood  ; 
And  lives  to  carry  on  his  Love, 
By  pleading  with  our  God. 
,  We  honour  our  exalted  King, 
How  fweet  are  his  Commands ! 
He  guards  our  Souls  from  Hell  and  S)ii 
By  his  Almighty  Hands. 
A  Hofanna  to  his  glorious  Name, 
Who  faves  by  diif' rent  Ways  } 
His  Mercies  lay  a  fov'reign  Claim 
To  our  immortal  Fraife. 

CXXXIII.  The  Operations  of  ihs  Holy  Spirit. 
;i    F7TERNA-L  Spirit,  we  confels, 

£Zj    And  fmg  the  Wonders  of  thy  Grace  j 
i;hy  Pow'r  conveys  our  Bleffings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 
ft  EnllghtenM  by  thine  heav'nly  Ray, 
Our  bhades  and  Darknefs  turn  to  Day ; 
Thine  inward  Teachings  make  us  knew 
Ow  Panger  and  ^ur  Refuge  too.  ^ 

%  Thy     I 


19+ 


H  r  M  N  S   and  B. 


3  Thy  PowV  and  Glory  woi-ks  within, 

And  breaks  the  Chains  of- reigning  <^in  j         i 

Dotli  our  imperioiia  Lufts  fabdue, 

And  forms  our  wretched  Hearts  anew.  ^ 

4  The  troubled  ConCcience  knows  thy  Voice, 
Thy  chearin^  Words  awake  our  Joys  j - 
Thy  Word  allays  the  ftormy  W'ind, 

And  cahns  the  Surges  of  the  Mind. 

CXXXIV.  Circurncifion  ahohjhed. 

J   ''*|~^  H  E  Promife  was  divinely  ht^^ 
X       Extenfive  was  the  Grace  : 
/  nvill  the  God  of  Abra'm  he^ 
And  of  his  ntu/i'rous  Race. 
£  He  faid,  and  with  a  bloody  Seal 
ConfinnM  the  Words  he  fooke  j 
L.Qng  did  the  Sons  of  Abra"f~i  feel 
The  fharp  and  painful  Yoke. 

3  Till  God's  own  Son,  deicending  low, 

Gave  his  own  Fiefli  to  bleed  j 

And  G^rttiles  tafte  the  Blefnng  now. 

From  the  hard  Bondage  freed 

4  The  Gcd  of  Abra'm  claims  our  Praife, 

His  Promifes  endure, 
And  ChriJ}  the  Lord,  in  gentler  Ways, 
Makes  th€  Salvation  fure. 

CXXXV.  rypes  and  Prophecies  of  Chrift. 

3    TJ  E  H  O  L  D  the  Woman's  prOnais'd  Seed, 

13     Behold  the  great  M^ffiah  come  j 

Behold  the  Prophets  ail  agreed 

To  give  him  the  fupericr  Rooni. 
s  Ahra'niy  the  Saint,  rejoic'd  of  old, 

When  Vifions  of  the  Lord  he  faw  3 

Mofs^  the  Man  cf  God,  foretold 

This  great  Fulfiiier  of  his  Law. 

a  T-iic 


,11.     -        spiritual   SONGS.  19* 

The  Types  bore  Wknefs  to  his  Name  ; 

Obtain'd  their  chief  Defign,  and  ceased  j 

The  Incenfe,  and  the  bleeding  Lamo, 

The  Ark,  the  Akar,  and  the Trieft. 

Predi6iions  in  Abundance  meet 

To  JQJn  their  Bleffings  on  his  Head  5 

Jeriis,\/e  worfnip  at  tny  f^eet, 

And  Nations  own  the  promia'd  Seed. 

CXXXVI.  Miracles  at  the  Birth  of  ChriH. 

TH  E  King  of  Glcry  fends  his  Son 
To  make  his  Entrance  on  this  Earth  5 

Behold  the  Midnight  bright  as  Noon, 

And  heav'nly  Hoi1;s  declare  his  Birth, 
t  About  the  3^oung  Redeemer's  Head 

What  Wonders  and  what  Gleries  meet  1 

An  unknown  Sfar  arofe,  and  led 

The  Eallern  Sages  to  his  Feet. 
J  Simeon  and  Anna  both  confpire 
!    The  in  rant- Saviour  to  proclaim  ; 

Inward  rhev  felt  the  facred  Fire, 

And  bleisM'  the  Babe,  and  ownM  his  N:.me, 
4  Let  Je^is  and  Gretks  blafpheme  alou-d, 

And  treat  the  holy  Child  witii  Scorn  5 

Our  Souls  adore  th'  eternril  God. 

Who  condefcended  to  be  born. 

CXXXVI.  Mi>-ack<  in  the  life.  Death,  and  Ri- 
jurredion  of  Chnft. 

1   T|  EHOLD  the  Blind  their  Sight  receive^ 
O     Behold  the  Dead  awake  and  live  ; 
The  Dumb  fpeak  Wonders ;  and  the  Lame 
Leap  like  the  Hart,  and  blefs  his  Name. 

s  Thus  d-th  th'  Fternai  Spirit  own, 

And  feal  the  M'ffion  ot  his  Son  ; 

The 


1^6  HYMNS   and  B,  Ij 

T\\z  Father  vindicaiTS  his  Caiife, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  Crofs. 

3  He  dies ;  the  Heav'ns  in  Moaming  flood  ^ 
He  rifesj  and  appears  a  God  ;, 

Behold  th=  Lord  afcending.  high, 
No  2T>ore  to  bleed,  no  iriore  to  dife. 

4  Hence,  and  for  ever,  from  my  Heart 
I  bid  my  Doubts  and  Fears  depart  j 
And  to  thofe  Hanrh  my  So..l  refign, 
V/hich  b?ar  Credentials  fo  divine. 

CXXXVIII.  rbe  Foru^er  of  the  Gofpel 

1  'Tp  H  I S  is  the  Word  of  Truth  and  Love,. 

A.       Sent  to  the  Nations  from  above  j 
Jebo^jah  here  refolves  to  fhew  ! 

What  his  Almighty  Grace  can  do, 

2  This  Remedy  did  Wifdom  find 
To  heal  Difeafes  of  the  Mind  j 

This  fovVeitn  Balm,  whole  Virtues  can 
Rellore  the  ruin'd  Cieature,  Man. 

3  The  Gofpel  bids  the  Dead  p-evive, 

Sinners  obey  the  Voice,  and  live;  "^ 

Dry  Bones  are  ra^s'd,  and  cioath'd  afr^fh. 
And  Hearts  of  Stone  are  turn'd  to  Flcih. 

4  Where  Sata?i  reigned  in  Shades  of  Night, 
The  Gofpel  ftrikes  a  heav'nly  Light  ; 
Our  Lusts  its  wondVr  us  Pow'r  controu\s, 
And  calms  the  Rage  cf  angry  Souls. 

5  Lions,  and  Beafts  of  tavage  Name, 
Put  en  the  N:uiire  of  the  Lamb; 
vVliile  th-e  wild  World  elleems  it  ft'ange, 
Gaze,  and  admire,  and  bate  the  Change. 

6  May  but  his  Grace  my  Soul  renew, 
Let  h?iiners  gaze  and  hate  me  too  ; 
The  Word  that  faves  me  does  engage 

^  A  fuie  Defence  from  all  their  Rage. 

CXXXIX 


r-r.  spiritual  SONGS, 

CXXXIX.  The  Exa?T?p!e  ^/ Chrid, 


197 


MY  deal 
I  read  hiy  Duty  in  iky  Word  \ 
But  in  thy  Life  the  L:i«a-  appears,^. 
Drawn  oui  in  living  Charadlers. 
Such  was  thy  Truth,  and  fuch  thy  Zeal, 
Such  def  rence  to  thy  Father's  Will, 
Such  Love,  and  Meeknefs  fo  divine, 
I  would  tranfcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 
Coid  Mountains,  and  the  iMidnight  Air, 
Witneis'd  the  Fervour  of  thy  Pray  Y  j 
The  Defr'rt  thy  Temptations  knew, 
Thy  Confiift  and  thy  Vi6Vr>'  too= 
j.  Be  thou  my  Pattern,  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  Image  bere  j 
Then  God  the  Jadge  ftiall  own  my  Name 
Amongft  the  Foll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

CXL.  The  Example  of  Chriil  and  the  Saint 

3  f~~^  1  V  E  m.e  the  Win^s  of  Faith  to  rife 
\J     Within  iheVeil/and  fee 
'The  SairKs  above,  how  great  their  Joys, 
Kow  bright  their  Glories  be. 
t  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 
And  v.'et  their  Couch  with  Tears  i 
They  wrtftled  haid,  as  we  do  now. 
With  Srns,  and  Doubts,  and  Fesrs. 

3  I  afk  them  whence  their  Vicl'ry  came  j- 

They  with  united  Breath 
Afcribe  their  Conqueil  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  Triumph  to  his  Dea:h. 

4  Thev  mark'd  the  Foctfteos  th.it  he  trod 

(His  Zeal  i:    •;  '     :    :  eir' Brr;.it:) 
And,  foljo'v  -  icarnate  Gcd^ 

PolIeiVd  u»e  jronui^d  Reft. 


Our 


19B  HYMNS  and  B.  I 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  Praife 
For  his  own  Pattern  giv'n. 
While  the  long  Clopdof  WitnefTes 
Shew  ihe  fame  Path  to  Heav'H. 

CXLI.  YiAth  ojfjjtedby  Ssnfe  \  or,  Preaching  Bap 

tifmy  aKcitke  LorcCs  Supper, 
a    1\/f' Y  Saviour  God,  my  fov'rt  ign  Prince>. 
Jw \ JL     R«igns  far  above  the  Skies ! 
But  brings  his  Graces  down  to  Senfe, 
And  helps  my  Faiih  to  rife. 
a  My  Eyes  and  Ears  (liall  bkfs  his  Name, 
They  read  and  hear  his  Word  ; 
My  Touch  and  Tafte  ftiall  do  the  fame, 

When  they  receive  the  Lord.  ] 

3  Baptifrvial  Water  is  defign'd  | 

To  feal  his  cleanfing  Grace  ; 
Whil«  at  his  Feaft  of  Biead  and  Wine 
He  gives  his  Saints  a  Place, 

4  But  not  th^  Waters  of  a  Flood 

Can  make  my  Fleih  fo  clean, 

As  by  his  Spirit,  and  his  Blood, 

He'll  w.,/h  my  3oul  from  Sin, 

5  Not  choicetl  Meats,  or  noblelt  Wines, 

So  much  my  Heart  reireih, 
As  when  my  Faith  goes -through  the  Signs, 
Aiid  ieeds  upon  his  Fl-.fh. 

6  I  love  the  Lord  that  Itocps  fo  low 

To  give  his  Word  a  Seal; 
But  the  rich.  Grace  his  Hands  bellow, 
Exceeds  the  Figures  Itill. 

CXLLL  Faith  in  Chrift  our  Sacrifice. 
X    Kl  O  T  all  the  Blood  of  Bealts, 
\M      On  Je^vi/h  Altars  (lain, 
Coul;l  give  the  guilty  Confcience  Peace, 
Or  vvafti  y way" the  brain. 

2  Bui 


! 

jn.  Sp:riiua:  .S   C   A^  G   /^  tc, 

I  But  Ckri/y  the  heav''niy  Lamb, 

I      Takes"  aii  our  Sins  away  j 

j  A  Sacrifice  of  nobler  Name, 

I      And  richer  Biood  than  they, 

I  M^'Paith  would  lay  her  Hand. 

I      On  that  dear  Head  of"  thine, 

i  While  liice  a  Penitent  I  (land, 

I      And  there  confefs  my  Sin. 

I  My  Soul  looks  back  to  fee 

;      The  Burthens  thou  didft  bear, 

1  When  hanging  on  the  curfed  Tree, 

And  hopes  her  Guilt  was  there. 
Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  fee  the  Curie  r ewove  , 
We  blels  the  Lairb  with  chearful  Voicej 

And  fing  his  bleeding  Love. 

CXLIII.  Fkjb  and  Spirit. 

WHAT  difF'rent  Pow'rs  of  Grace  and  Sin 
Attend  our  mortal  State? 
I  hate  the  Thoughts  that  work  within. 
And  do  the  Works  I  hate. 
I  Now  I  complain,  and  groan  and  die, 
While  Sin  and  Satan  rt'ign  , 
Now  raife  my  Songs  of  Triumphs  high, 
For  Grace  prevails  again. 

3  So  Darknefs  ftruggies  with  the  Light, 

Till  perfeft  Day  arife  ; 
Water  and  Fire  maintain  the  Fight, 
Until  the  Weaker  dies. 

4  Thus  will  the  Flefh  and  Spirit  ftriye, 

And  vex  and  break  my  Peace  j 
But  I  Ihall  quit  this  mortal  Life, 
And  Sin  tor  ever  ceafe. 


CXLIV, 


200  HYMNS   ajjJ  B.] 

CXLIV.  The  ffuJoK  oj  the  Spirit-,  or,  rke  Succ: 
of  the  Go/pel, 

X  /^  R  E  A  T  was  the  Day,  the  Joy  was  grea 
\JJ     When  the  divii»e  l)\(cif\ti  met  j 
Wbilil  en  their  Heads  the  Spirit  caaie, 
And  f'atijke  Tongues  of  cloven  Fiame. 

2  What  Gifts,  wliat  Miracles  he  gave  ! 
And  PowY  to  kill,  and  Pow'r  to  lave  ! 
Furnifh'd  their  Tongues  \vi  h  wond'rous  Won 
Inftead  of  Shitids,  vind  Speais,  and  Sworr's. 

3  Thus  arm'si,  he  fent  the  Chanipions  forr. 
From  EaJ}  to  /^>/?,  from  ^outb  to  North ; 
Go,  and  ajfert  your  Sa-jiour^s  Cauf^y 

Go,  ffreadthe  Mj/Vry  of  bis  Lrcfs. 

4  Thofe  Weapons  of  tiie  holy  War, 

Of  what  Aimighty  Force  tiiey  are,  , 

To  make  our  itabbjrn  Pallions  bow, 
And  lay  the  proudeit  Rebels  L»\v  1 

5  Nations,  the  itarnid  and  ihe  rude, 
Are  by  thele  heav'nly  Arms  fubdu'd  j 
While  Satan  rages  at  hio  Lois, 

And  hates  the  D^'dlriae  of  the  Crofs. 

6  Great  King  of  Grace,  m)-  Heart  fubdue, 
I  would  be  i.d  in  Friumph  too, 

A  v\ilhng  Captive  to  my  Lord, 
And  fiug  the  Vid'nts  of  -his  Word. 

CXLV.  Sight  through  a  Glafs,  and  Face  to  Face, 

LOVE  the  Win  "ows  of  thy  Grace, 
Through  which  my  i-ord  is  (ctn, 
And  lotig  to  meet  my  Saviour's  Face, 
Without  a  Giafs  between. 

0  that  the  happy  Hour  were  com?, 
To  change  my  Faith  to  Sight ! 

1  fliall  1' eh  old  my  Lord  at  Home, 
In  a  diviner  Light. 

3  Haft< 


•I 


/XL  Spirifuai'S  0  N  G  S,  aoi 

Hafte,  my  beloved,  and  remove 

-Thefc  interpofmg  D.iys; 
Then  ihall  my  P^^ilions  all  be  Love^ 

And  ail  my  Fow'rs  be  Praiie  ■ 

:XLVI.  T^e  Canity  of  Creatures ;  or^  No  Reji  on 
Earth. 

MA  N  has  a  Soul  of  vaft  Deilres,    _ 
He  burns  within  with  reltkls  i^ires, 
Tois^d  to  and  fro,  his  Paffions  fly 
From  Vanity  to  Vanity. 
-  In  vain  on  Earth  we  hope  to  find 
'  Some  folid  Good  to  fill  the  Mmd  5 
We  tiy  new  Pieafares,  but  we  teel 
Tiie  inwai  d  Thirft  and  1  ornient  ftih. 
a  So,  v.hen  a  raging  Fever  burns, 
We  fhitt  from  Side  to  Side,  by  Turns  j 
And  'tis  a  noor  Relief  we  gam    _  _ 

.  To  change  the  Place,  but  keep  the  Pam. 
:'4  Great  God,  fubdae  tbvs  vicious  Ihirit, 
This  Love  to  Vanity  and  Duft  j 
Cure  the  vile  Fever  of  the  Mind, 
And  feed  our  Souls  v^ith  Joys  refined. 

CXLVII.  The  Creation  of  the  World,  Gen.  i. 
J     75  TO  W  let  a  fpacious  World  arife, 
J-^      S^id  the  Creator,  Lord  5 
At  once  th'  obedient  Earth  and  Skies, 
Rofeat  his  (bv'reign  W<  rd. 
[a  Dark  was  the  Deep  ;  the  Waters  by 
Confas'd,  and  drown'd  the  Land  ; 
He  caH'd  the  Light  j  the  liew-born  Day- 
Attends  on  his  Command. 
3  He  bids  the  Clouds  afcend  on  high} 
The  Clouds  afcend,  and  bear 
-•     A  wat  ry  Treafure  to  the  Sky, 

And  float  on  fofter  Air.  ^, 

k 


ioz  H  Y  M  N  S    and  B. 

4.  The  liquid  Element. below 
Was  gather  d  by  his  Hand} 
The  roliing  Seas  logetker  fiovv, 
And  leave  the  folid  L?.nd. 

5  VVith  Herbs  and  Plants  (a  flow'ry  J5iith) 

The  naked  Glebe  he  crown'd, 
;  E'er  there  was  Kain  to  blefs  theEarth, 
Or  San  to  warm  the  GrounTi. 

6  Then  he  adorn\i  the  upper  Skies  j 

Behold  the  Sun  appears, 
The  Moon  and  Stars  in- Order  rife, 
To  ma;  k  out  Montlis  and  Years. 

7  Out  of  the  Deep  th'  Almighty  King 

Did  vital  Beings  frame, 
The  painted  Fowls  of  evYy  Wing^ 
And  Fi(h  of  ev'ry  Name.] 

8  He  gave  the  Lion  and  the  Wcrni 

At  once  their  vvond'rous  Bii^h, 
And  grazing  Beads,  of  various  Fort:... 
Rofe  from  the  teeming  Eaith. 

9  AJam  was  form'd  oF  equal  Clay, 

Though  Sov'reign  of  the  relt, 

Defign-d  for  nobler  Ends  than  they, 

U  ith  God's  own  Image  blels'd. 

10  Thus  glorious  in  tke  Maker's  Eye 

The  young  Creation  ftood  : 
He  favv  the  Budding  from  on  high, 
His  Word  pronounc'd  it  good. 
IX  Lord,  while  the  Fiame  of  Nature  ftands, 
Thy  Praife  (hall  fill  my  Tongue  j 
But  the  new  World  of  Grace  demands 
A  more  exalted  Song. 

CXLVni.  God  reconciled  in  Chrid 
,   T^  BAREST  of  all  the  Names  above, 
1_/     My  Jffujj  and  my  God, 
Who  can  refill  thy  heav'niy  Love, 
Or  trifle  with  ihv  Blood  ? 


r,  S-ptriiual  SONG  S.. 


I  lis  by  the  Merits  o^"  thy  Death 

The  Father  faiiles  again  j 
I  Tis  hv  thhic  iatercecting  Breath 
:  The  Spirit  dwells  sviia  Men, 
fill  God  ii3  Iiurnar.  Fle(h  I  fee. 
I   My  Thoughts  no  Comfoi  t  firhd  j 
The  Holy,  JLul,  and  Sacred  Three 

Are  Terrors  to  my  Mind. 
But  if  Imma'auei's  Face  appsar, 

My  Hope,  my  Joy,  bsgins,^ 
•lis  Name  forbids  ray  iiaviili  Fear^ 

His  Grace  removes  rny  Sins, 
VVhile  J/iivj  on  their  own  Law  rely, 

And  Greeks  ©f  Wifdom  boaiT, 
[  love  th'  Incarn"ate  Myltery, 

And  thsie  I  fix  my  Tnift. 

CLIX.  Honour  to  Magifiratss-^  or,  Go<verf;ment 

from  God. 
rlTTERNAL  Sov'reign"  of  the  Sky, 
XL     And  Lord  of  all  below. 
We  Mortals,  to  thy  Majdty 

Our  firft  Obedience  ov.e. 
Our  Souis  adore  thy  Throne  fuprem?, 

'And  hlefs  thy  P-rovidence, 
For  M:^giftrate3  of  meaner  Name, 

Our  Glory  and  Defence. 
;  The  Crowns  of  Brjt{fh  Princes  ihine 

With  Rays  above  the  reft, 
Where  Laws  and  Liberties  combine 

To  make  the  Nation  bleft.] 
Kingdoms  on  firm  Foundations  iir.nd, 
,     "While  Virtue  finds  Rewird  j 
And  Sinners  perifh  from  the  Land, 

By  Juftice  and  the  Sword. 
Let  Cafar'z  Due  be  ever  pa'-d 

To  Cisfar  and  his  Thrpne, 

K  But 


jto4-  H  r  M  N  S  and  B. : 

But  Confciences  and  Souls  were  made 
To  be  the  Lord's  alone. 

CL.  The  Deceitfulnefs  of  Sin. 

1  QIN  has  a  Thoufand  treacherous  Arts 
O     To  pra6tife  on  the  Mind  ; 

With  flattVing  Looks  (he  tempts  our  Hearts, 
But  leaves  a  Sting  behind, 

2  With  Names  of  Virtue  (he  deceives 

The  Aged  and  the  Young  j 
And  while  the  heedlefs  Wretch  believes. 
She  makes  his  Fetters  ftrong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  Joy  fhe  brings, 

And  gives  a  fair  Pretence  ; 
But  cheats  the  Soul  of  heav'nly  Things, 

And  chains  it  down  to  Senfe. 
4, So  on.a  Tree  divinely  fair 

Grew  the  forbidden  Food  ; 
Our  Mother  took  her  Poifon  there. 

And  tainted  all  her  Blood. 

CLI.  Prophecy  and  Infpiration. 

1  '/Tp  W  AS  by  an  Order  from  the  Lord, 
JL     The  Ancient  Prophets  fpoke  his  Word 
His  Spirit  did  their  Tongues  infpire, 
And  warm'd  their  Hearts  with  heav'nly  Fire. 

2,  The  Works  and  Wonders  which  they  wroug 
Confirmed  the  MelTages  they  brought } 
The  Prophet's  Pen  (ucceeds  his  Breath, 
To  five  the  holy  Words  from  Death. 

3  Great  God,  mine  Eyes  with  Pl'eafure  look 
On  the  dear  Volume  of  thy  Book  j 
There  my  Redeemer's  Face  I  fee, 
And  read  his  Name,  who  dy'd  for  me. 

4.  Let  thefalfe  Raptures  of  the  Mind 
Be  loft  and  vanifli  in  the  Wind  j 

H« 


J  h  spiritual  SONGS.  zos 

ere  I  can  fix  my  Hope  fecure, 

his  is  thy  Word,  vind  muil  endure. 

CLII.  Sinai  and  Sion,  Heb.  xii.  18,  ^c. 

■  ^^J  O  T  to  the  Terrors  of  the  Lord, 
The  Tempeft,  Fire  and  Smoke, 

_    to  the  Thunder  of  that  Word 
»  Which  God  on  Sinai  fpoke. 
ut  we  are  come  to  Sio^'s  HVil, 

The  City  of  our  God, 
\?here  milder  Words  declare  his  Will^ 

And  fpread  his  Love  abroad, 
lehold  th'  innumerable  Hoft 

Of  Angels  cloatfd  in  Light  5 
•ehold  the  Spirits  of  the  Juft, 

Whofe  Faith  is  turned  to  Sight. 
lehold  the  bleit  A^Xembly  there, 

Whofe  Names  are  vrrit  iii  Heav'n  | 
Vnd  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 

Their  vileit  Sins  forgiv'n. 
The  Saints  on  Earth,  and  all  the  Dead^ 

But  one  Communion  makej 
Ul  join  in  Chrifl,  their  living  Head, 

And  of  his  Grace  partake, 
n  fuch  Society  as  this 

My  weary  Soul  would  reft  ; 
The  Man,  who  dwells  where  Jefus  is, 

Muft  be  for  ever  bleft. 

III.  The  Dipmper,  Folly y  and  Madnefs  of  Sin. 

SI  N,   like  a  veaomous  Difeafe, 
Infefts  oar  vital  Blood  j   ' 
The  only  Balm  is  fovVeign  Grace, 

V^nd  the  Phyfician,  God.  ;, 

pur  Beauty  and  our  Strength  are  fled,  *     S' 

And  we  draw^near  to  Death  j  -^ 


£o6  HYMNS    and  B.I 

Bwt  Chriji,  the  Lord,  recals  the  Dead, 

Witli  his  Almighty  Breath. 
3  Madnefs,  by  Nature,  reigns  within. 

The  Paflkns  burn  and  rage, 
Till  God's  own  Son,  with  Skill  divine, 

The  inward  Fire  afi'wage. 
[4.  We  lick  the  Daft,  we  grafp  the  Wind, 

And  folid  Good  defpife  ; 
Such  is  the  Folly  of  the  Mind 

Till  Jefus  makes  us  wife. 

5  We  give  our  Souls  the  Wounds  thfty  feel. 

We  drink  the  pois'nous  Gall, 

And  rufh  with  Fury  down  to  Hell, 

But  Heav'n  prevents  the  Fall.] 

6  The  Man  pofTefsM  aniongft  the  Tombs, 

Cuts  his  own  Flefh,  and  cries  j 
He  foams,  and  rave?,  till  Jefus  counts, 
And  the  foul  Spirit  fiies. 


1 


CLIV.    Self-righteoufnefs  infufficicnt. 

I  *•  *  \ IT  7  HERE  are  the  Mourners  (faith.th 
VV     _      Lord)  ' 

*«  That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  Word, 
«'  That  walk  in  Darknefs  all  rhe  Day  ? 
*«  Come,  make  my  Name  your  Trufi  and  Sia) 

[z  '*  No  Works  nor  Duties  of  your  own 
"  Ca»  for  the  fmalleft  Sin  atonej 
'*  f  The  Robes  that  Nature  may  provide 
-'  Will  not  your  leaft  Pollutions  hide. 

5  «'  The  foftelt  Couch  that  Nature  knows, 
*'  Can  give  the  Confcience  no  Repofe  j 
*'  Look  to  my  Righteoufnefs,  and  live; 
*♦  Comfort  and  Peace  are  mine  to  give.] 

4  *«  Ye  Sons  of  Pride,  that  kindle  Coals 

<<  With  your  own  Hands,  to  warm  yourSofils 

*  Ifai,  1.  10,  II,     f  lhi<  xxviii,  20. 

«  Wd» 


I 


IL  Spirnual   SONGS.  307 

'^  Walk  in  the  Light  of  your  own  Fire, 
^•'  En'joy  the  Sparks  that  ye  defire. 
*'  This  is  your  Portion  at  my  Hands ; 
^'  Hell  ••  aits  you  with  her  Iron  Bands  j 
'*  Ye  ihali  lie  down  in  Sorrow  therej 
'•  In  Death,  in  Darknefs,  and  Dtfpair. 

CLV.  Chrift  our  Pajf^ver, 

O,  the  deftroying  Angel  flies 
^L_^  -  To  Pharaoh"^  ftubborn  Land  \ 
The  Pride  and  Flow'r  of  Egypi^diQ% 

By  his  vindiftive  Hand. 
He  pafs'd  the  Tents  of  Jacob  o'er, 

Nor  pour'd  the  Wrath  divine  j 
He  fav/  the  Blood  on  evVy  Door, 

And  blefs'd  the  peaceful  Sign. 
Thus  the  appointed  La«p.b  muft  bleed 

To  break  th""  Egyptian  Yoke  j 
"Thus  Ifrailh  from  Bondage  Freed. 

And  'icapes  the  Angel's  Stroke. 
Lord,  if  my  Heart  were  -brinkled  tco 

With  Bleed  fo  rich  as  thine, 
Juftice  no  longer  would  purfue 

This  guilty  Soul  of  mine. 
J  Jefusy  cur  PaiTovcr,  was  fiain, 

And  has  at  once  p;  ocur'd 
Freedom  i'rom  Sati^-ns  heavy  Chain, 

And  God's  avenging  Sword. 

CLVL    Prtfumpiion  mid  Difpairj    or,   Saten^s 
^'ii'-ious  Temptations. 

1  Y  Hate  the  Tempter  and  hi:  Charms, 
jL.     I  hate  his  fiart'r: ng  Breath  : 
The  Serpent  takes  a  7  hoiifand  Forms 
To  cheat  cur  Sculs  to  Death. 


zoS  H  r  M  N,S    and 

z  He  feeds  our  Hopes  with  airy  Dreams, 
Or  kills  with  flavifh  Fear  5 
And  holds  us  ftill  in  wide  Extremes, 
Prefumption,  or  Defpair. 
3  Now  he  perAiades,  how  eafy  "'tis 
To  ^voalk  the  Road  to  Hca'v'n  ; 
Anon  he  fvvells  our  Sins,  and  cries, 
They  cannot  he  forgi'v-n. 
[4.  He  bids  young  Sinners,  Tet  forbear 
To  think  of  God  or  Death  j 
For  Prayer  and  Defjoticn  are 
But  melancholy  Breaih. 

5  He  tells  the  Aged,  Tkej  muft  diet 

And  ''us  too  late  to  pray  ; 
In  'vain  for  Mercy  nonjo  they  cryy^ 
For  they  ha've  loft  their  Day,] 

6  Thus  h?  fupports^his  cruel  Throne 

By  MifchieF  and  Deceit  ; 
And  drags  the  Sons  of  Adam  down 
To  Darknefs  and  the  Pit. 

7  Alnrnghty  God,  cut  ihart  his  PowY, 

Let  them  in  Darknefs  dwell  j 
And  that  he  vex  the  Earth  no  uiore. 
Confine  him  clown  to  Hell. 

i 

CLVn.  The  fame, 

1    "TVT  O  ^  Sat. oil  comes  with  dreadful  Roar 
X^      And  threatens  to  dtitroy  j 
He  worries  whom  he  can't  devour 
With  a  malicious  Joy. 
z  Ye  Sons  of  God^  oi^pofe  his  Rage, 
Refift,  and  he'll  he  gone; 
Thus  did  our  deareft  Lurd  engage 
And  vanquifh  him  alSne. 
3  Now  he  appears  almoft  divine, 
Like  Innocence  and  Love  i 


I 


/L  Spiritual  SONGS.  409 

Bi  L  the  old  Serpent  lurks  within, 

When  he  affumes  the  Dove. 
Fly  from  the  t'alie  Deceiver's  Tofigu^, 

Ye  Sons  of  Ada^u  fly  ; 
Our  Parents  found  the  Snare  too  urong. 

Nor  fhouid  the  Children. try 

LVJII,    Ffw  fa^(d ;  or.   The  AlmrJ}  CbriJ^ian, 
the  Hypocrite,   and  Apojlate. 

Z'l  ROAD  is  the  Road  that  leads  to  Deaths 
J     And  Thoufands  walk  together  therej 

.  :it  Wifdom  fhews  a  narrower  Path 

With  here  and  there  a  Traveller. 
,  Deny  thyfelf^  and  take  thy  Crofsy 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  Command; 

Nature  muft  count  her  Gold  but  Drofs, 

If  Ihe  would  gain  this  heav'nly  Land. 
J  The  fearful  Soul  that  tires  and  faints. 

And  walks  the  Ways  of  God  no  more, 

Is  but  elteeni'd  aimoll  a  Saint, 
-And  makes  his  own  Deftruiiion  fure. 
4.  Lord,  let  not  all  my  Hopes  be  vain. 

Create  my  Heart  intirely  new, 

Which  Hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 

Which  falfe  Apoitates  never  knew. 

CLIX.  An  unconnjcrted  State  ,  or,  Corfveriing 
Grace. 

RE  AT  King  of  Glory  and  of  Grace, 

^ We  own  with  humble  Shame 

How  vile  is  our  degen'rate  Race, 
And  our  firft  Father's  Name.] 
?iom  Adam  flows  our  tainted  Blood, 

The  Poifon  reigns  within, 
Makes  us  averfe  to  all  that's  Good, 
And  willing  Slaves  to  Sin. 

iC-^  [3  Daily 


zio  Ji  /''  M  N  S  and  3. 

[3  Daily  we  break  th;'  holy  Laws,  '/ 

And  then  \t]tt\  thy  Grace  ;  | 

Eng^g^cl  in  the  c!d  Serpent's  Caufc  I 

Againft  our  M:^ker's  Face.]  I 

4  We  live  eftrangM  afar  from  God,  \ 

Ajid  love  the  Difta nee  well ; 
With  Hade  we  run  the  dang'rous  Road 
That  leads  to  Death  and  Hell. 

5  And  can  fuch  Rebels  he  reftor'd  ! 

Such  Na-tures  msde  Divine  ! 
Let  Sinners  fee  ihy  Glory,  Lord, 

And  feel  this  Pow'r  of  thine ! 
i  We  raife  our  Father's  Name  or  high, 

Who  his  own  Spirit  fends 
To  bringrebellious  Sirargers  nigh, 

And  turn  his  Foes  to  Friends.  >. 

CLX.  Cufxom  in  Sin. 

r   T     ET  the  wild  Leopards  cf  the  Wood 
i__j     Put  ofr"  thf  Spots  that  Nature  gives,. 
Then  may  the  v\  icked  turn  to  Gc  d, 
And  change  their  Temper  and  their  *Lives. 

a  As  well  might  Ethtopiuiz  Slaves 

'vVafh  out  rheDaiknefs  of  their  Skin  j 
The  Dead  as  vvell  niay  leave  their  Graves^ 
As  old  Tranfgreirors  ceafe  tc  fin. 

3  Where  Vice  has  held  its  Frnpiie  ior.g, 
'Ttvill  no;  endure  thelea(t  Controui  j 
None  but  a  PowV  divindy  (Irong, 
Can  turn  the  Current  U'  the  touj. 

4  Great  God,  I  own  ihy  Pow'r  divine, 
That  v.orks  to  ch-ange  this  Heart  of  mine  ; 
I  would  b'rfo.nrd  >inew,  nnd  blefs 

The  Woaders  of  creating  Grace. 


CLXJ 


;.  n.  spiritual  SONG  S,  as  ( 

CLXL  Chrifim  Virtues  j  or.  The  Difficulty  9f 
Connjerfion. 

f'^  T  R  A  IT  is  the  Way,  the  Door  is  ftraitj 
^     That  leads  to  Joys  "on  high  j 
'Tis  but  a  few  that  iind  the  Gate,  _ 
While  Crouds  miitake,  and  die. 
Beloved  Self  malt  be  deny'd,. 

The  Mind  snd  Will  renevv'd, 
Paffion  fupprefs'd,  and  Patience  try'd, 

And  vain  Defirea  fiibdu'd. 
3  Flelli  is  a  dang'rous  Foe  to  Grace, 

Where  it  prevails  and  rules  5 
Flefh  mult  be  h-.mbled,  Pride  abas'd, 
Left  they  deftroy  our  Souls. 
;  The  Love  of  Gold  ©e  banifh'd  hence^ 
(That  vile  Idolatry) 
And  evVy  Member^,  ev'ry  Senfe, 
In  fvveet  Subjeftion  lie.] 
;•  The  Tongue,  that  moft  unruly  Fcvv'r>. 
Requires  a  ftrong  Reftraint ; 
We  muft  be  watchful  ev'ry  Hour, 
And  pray,  but  never  faint, 
i  Lord,  can  a  ieeble  helplefs  Worm, 

Fulfil  a  Ta(kfo  hard? 
.  Thy  Grace  muft  all  my  Work  perform. 
And  give  the  free  E.evvard. 

2LXIL    Meditation  of  Ueamen  \    or,   ^be  J^  of 
Faiih. 

,|  Y  Thoughts  furmount  thefe  Icwer  Skies, 
_  /X     And  look  within  the  Veil  j 
There  Springs  of  endlefs  Pleafures  rife. 
The  Waters  never  fail. 
V  There  I  behold,  with  fweet  Delight, 
The.bieffed  Three  in  One  5 

K  5  And 


. :  ,•  HYMNS   and 

And  ftrong  Afte6lions£x  my  Sight 
On  God's  incarnate  Son. 
5  His  Promile  (tands  for  ever  firm, 
His  Grace  fnall  ne'er  d^^part ; 
He  binds  my  Name  upon  his  Arm, 
And  Teals  it  on  iiis  Heart. 
4.  Light  are  the  Pains  that'Nature  brings, 
How  fliort  our  Sorrows  are, 
When  v^ith  Ete-^nal  future  Things 
Hie  Prefent  we  compare  ! 
;  I  v.oald  not  be  a  Stranger  Hill 
To  that  celeftial  Fhce, 
Where  I  for  ever  hope  to  dwell, 
iS^ear  nay  Redeemer's  Face. 

CLXKI.  Ccinplaint  of  Defertion  and  Tmftaix 

X   "T^  EAR  Lord,  behold  our  for-e  Diftrefs; 

JL-^     Our  Sins  attempt  to  reign  ; 

Stretch  out  thine  Arm  ofeonqu'ring  Gracf 

And  let  thy  Foes  be  llain. 

[s  The  Lion,  with  his  dieadful  Roar, 

Affrights  thy  feeble  Sheep; 

Reveal  die  Glory  of  thy  Pow'r, 

And  chain  him  to  the  Deep.  j 

%  Muft  we  indulge  a  long  Defpair  .>  ' 

Shall  our  Petitions  die  .? 
Our  Mournings  never  reach  thine  Ear, 
Nor  Tears  affeft  thine  Eye  ?] 
4  If  thou  defpife  a  mortal  Groan, 
Yet  hear  a  Saviour's  Blood  j 
An  Advocate  foliear  the  Throne, 
Pleads  and  prevails  with  God. 
--,  He  bought  the  Spirit's  pow'rful  Sword, 
To  flay  our  deadly  Foes  j 
Our  Sins  ftiall  die  beneath  thy  Word, 
And  Hell  in  vain  oppofe. 

6H 


.  IT,  Spiniual  SONGS.  ax 3 

How  boundlefs  is  our  Fathci's  Grace, 
In  Heighr,  and  Depth,  and  Length  ! 

He  makes  his  Son  our  Righteoufnefs, 
'His  Spirit  is  our  Strength. 

CLXIV.  n^  End  of  the  World. 

I  1^/H  Y  (hould  this  Earth  delight  us  fo  ? 
V  ¥        Why  fliould  we  fix  our  Eyes 
On  this  low  Ground,  where  Sorrows  grow. 
And  e/'ry  Pleafure  dies? 
»  While  Tims  his  fiiarpefl  Teeth  prepares' 
Our  Comforts  to  devour, 
The!  e  is  a  Land  above  the  Starsj 
And  Joys  above  his  PcwY. 
5  Nature iliall  be  diffolv'd  and  die. 
The  Sun  muft  end  his  Ra9e, 
The  Earth  and  Sea  for  ever  fly- 
Before  my  Saviour's  Face. 
4  When  will  that  glorious  Morning  rife  f 
When  the  raft  Trumpet  found. 
And  call  the  Nations  to  the  Skies, 
From  underneath  the  Ground  ? 

CLXV.  Unfruitfulnefsf  Ignorance,  and  unfanBiJied 
Jffe'aions. 

1  T     O  N  G  have  I  fat  beneath  the  Sound 
J y     Of  thy  Salvation,  Lord, 

But  ftill  how  weak  my  Faith  is  found. 
And  Knowledge  of  thy  W^ord  ! 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  Place, 

And  hear  ahnoft  in  vaia  ; 
How  fmall  a  Portion  of  thy  Grace 
My  MemVy  can  retain  I 
[3  My  dear  Almighty,  and  my  God, 
How  little  art  thou  known 
By  -"ill  the  Judgments  of  thy  Rod, 
Aad  Bleflings  of  thy  Throne.] 

K  6  [4  Hovsr 


2  14  HYM  N  S    and  B. 

[4  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  Love', 
How  negligent  my  Feai! 
HovA'  low  uiy  Hope  of  Joys  above  ! 
Hov.  few  Aifedions  tbi^re  !] 
5  Great  God,  thy  fovreign  Povv'r  impart, 
To  give  the  Word  Siiccefs; 
Write  thy  Salvation  in  my  Heart, 
And  n^ake  meieain  thy  G:  ace. 
[6  Shew  my  forgetful  Feet  the  Way 
Tiiai:  leads  to  Joys  on  high  ; 
There  Knowledge  grows  v/ithr.ut  Decaj', 
And  Lo^e  Jnall  never  die  ]    ' 

CLXVl   rhs  Di^ohte  Perfeaions. 

1    T T  O  W  fhall  I  prajf*  th' Eternal  God, 
A1     Th-it  Infinite  Unkncwn  ?  ^. 

Who  can  afcend  his  high  Aborle, 
Or  venture  near  his  Throne  ? 
[i  The  great  Invifihle  !  He  d  acIIs 
Corceal'd  in  dazzling  Light ; 
Kilt  his  AllTearching  Eye  reveals 
The  Secrets  of  the  Night. 

3  Thofe  watchful  Eyes,  that  never  fleep,        % 

Survey  tiie  World  arv  und  ;  4| 

His  Wifdom  is  a  boundlefs  Deep,  -^ 

Where  all  our  Thoughts  are  di  own'd  ] 
[4.  Speak  we  of  Strength  ?  His  Arm  is  ftrong 
To  fave  or  to  deitroy  j 
Infinite  Years  his  Life  prolong. 
And  er.di:-fs  in  his  Joy.] 
[5  He  knows  no  Shadow  cf  a  Change, 
Nor  alters  his  Decrees  ; 
Fir-n  as  a  Rock  his  Truth  'cmains 
To  guard  Iiis  Proniii'es.] 
[6  Sinners 'before  his  PrefenvC  dit ; 
How  Holy  is  his  N,^.iue  ! 

His 


b.  ir.  spiritual   SONG  S. 


His  Anger  asvd  his  Jealoiify 

Burn  like  devouring  Flame.] 
Juftir.e,  upon  a  dreadful  Throne, 

Maintains  the  Rights  (A  GoA, 
While  Mercy  fends  her  Pard.  ns  down, 

Bought  p.ith  a  Saviour's  Blood. 
g'N0w  to  my  Soul,  IniiiiOital  Ki   g, 

5 peak  feme  forgiving  Word  ; 
Then  'twill  be  double  Joy  to  nng 

Tke  Gloiies  of  my  Lord. 

CLXVII.  The  Divine  Perfiaims. 

1   f^  Reat  God!  thy  Glories  fiiall  employ 
\^y     MyJioly  Fear,  my  humble  Joy  \ 
My  Lips^  in  Songs  of  Honour,  bring 
Tii^ir  Tribute  to  tir  Eternal  King. 
2  Earth  and  the  Stars,  and  Worlds  unknown, 
DepeHd  precarious  on  his  Throne  j 
All  Nature  hangs  upon  his  Word, 
And  Grace  and  Glory. own  their  Lord.] 

[3  His  iov'reign  Powt  what  Mortal  knows  ? 
if  he  command,  who  dares  oppofe  ? 
With  Strength  he  girds  himfelf  arour.d, 
And  treads  the  Rebels  to  the  Ground] 

[4  Who  (hall  pretend  to  teach  him  Skil), 
Or  guide  the  Counfels  of  his  Will  ? 

.  His  Wifdom,   like  a  Sea  divine, 
Flows  deep  and  high  beyond  our  Line.] 

[5  His  Name  is  Holy,  and  his  Eye 
Burns  with  immortal  Jealoufy  ; 
He  hates  the  Sons  of  Friie,  and  flieds 
His  fiery  Vengeance  on  their  Heads.] 

{6  The  Beamings  of  his  piercing  Sight 
Bring  dark  Hypocrify  to  Light ; 
Death  and  DeItru6lion  naked  lie. 
And  Hell  uncovered  to  his  Eye.] 

[7  Th'ft€r= 


xiS  HYMNS  and  '       E.  ] 

[7  Th*  eternal  Law  before  hiip  ftands ; 
His  Juflice,  with  vm partial  Hands, 
Divides  to  all  their  due  Reward, 
Or  by  the  Sceptre,  or  the  Sword.] 

^8  His  Mercy,  like  a  bound iefs  Sea, 
Waflies  our  Load  of  Guilt  away  ; 
While  his  own  Son  came  down  and  dy'd, 
T'  engage  his  juftice  on  our  Side.] 

[9  Each  cf  his  Words  dem?.nds  my  Faith, 
My  Soul  can  reft  on  all  he  faith  ; 
His  Truth  inviolably  keeps 
The  iargeft  Promife  ©f  his  Lips,] 

10  Oh,  tell  me,  with  a  gentle  Voice, 
Thou  art  my  God,  and  I'll  rejoice  1 
Fili'd  with  thy  Love,  I  dare  proclaim 
The  brighteft  Honours  of  thy  Name. 

CLXViir.  The  fame. 

1    <y£ /-/OTy?  7/ reigns,  his  Throne  is  higkj 
J     His  Robes  are  Light  and  Majefty ; 
His  Glory  fliines  with  Beams  fo  bright. 
No  Mortal  can  fuftain  the  Sight. 

a  His, Terrors  keep  the  World  in  Awe, 
His  Juftice  guards  his  holy  Law, 
His  Love  reveals  a  fmiling  Face, 
His  Truth  and  Promife  feal  the  Grace. 

3  Through  all  his  Works  his  Wifdom  fhine», 
And  baffles  S'^/^w's  deep  Defignsj 

His  Pow'r  is  fbv'reign  to  fulfil 
The  nobleil  Gounfels  of  his  Will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  defcend 
To  be  my  Father,  and  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  Songs  with  Angels  joinj 
Heav'n  is  fecure,  if  God  be  mine. 


-CLXIX 


B,  II.  Spiriitial  S  0  N  G  S, 

CIXIX.  The  fame)  a/ //^^  cxlviiith  Pfalm. 

,  J  rr'^-HE  Lord  j'^y^oo/fl^  reigns, 

i       His  Throne  is  built  on  high ^ 
The  Garments  he  aflumes 
Are  Light  and  Majeily  i 
His  Glories  fhine 
With  Beams  fo  bright, 
No  mortal  Eye 
Can  bear  the  Sight. 
t  The  Thunders  of  his  Hand 

Keep  the  wide  World  in  Awe  | 
His  Wrath  and  Juftice  frand 
To  guard  his  holy  Law  ; 
And  where  his  Love 
Refolves  to  blefs. 
His  Truth  confirms 
And  feals  the  Grace. 

3  Through  all  his  ancient  Works 

Surprjfjng  Wifdom  fliines, 
Confounds  the  Pow'rs  of  Hell, 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  Defigns* 

Strong  is  his  Arm, 

And  fhali  fulfil 

His  great  Decrees, 

His  iov'reign  Will. 

4  And  can  this  mighty  King 

Of  Glory  condefcend  ?  ** 

■  And  will  he  write  his  Name, 
My  Father  and  my  Friend? 

I  love  his  Name, 

'I  love  his  Word  j 

Join  all  my  Pow'rs, 

And  piaife  the  Lord, 


€L-XX. 


iig  H  r  M  N  S   and  B. 

CLXX.  God  incompreherfihle  and  fo'verngn, 

[i^/^AN  Creatures  to  Perfeaion  find 
%^     Tir  EtC;  nal  uncreated  Mind  ? 
Or  can  the  largelt  btretch  of  Tliought 
Meafu)  e  and  fearcli  his  Nature  out  ? 

%  'lis  high  as  Heav'n,  'tis  deep  as  Hei!, 
And  what  can  Mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
His  Giory  fpreads  beyond  the  Sky, 
And  all  the  iliining  Worlds  on  high. 

3  But  Man,  vain  Man,  would  fain  be  wife, 
Born,  like  a  wild  ycung  Colt,  he  flies 
Through  all  the  Follies  of  his  Mind, 
And  fmells  and  fnufi^  the  empty  Wind.] 

4  God  is  a  King  of  Fow'r  unknown, 
Firra  are  the  Orders  of  his  Throne  ; 
If  he  refolve.  who  dare  oppofe. 

Or  allc  him  why,  or  wbat  he  does  ? 

5  He  wounds  the  Heart,  and  he  makes  whole 
He  calm?  the  Temp- ft  of  the  Soul  j 
When  he  fhuts  up  in  long  Defpair, 

Who  can  remove  (be  i  eavy  Bar? 

6  f  He  frowns,  and  Darknefs  veils  the  Moon, 
The  fainting  Sun  grows  dim  at  Noon  ; 
\  The  Pillars  of  Heav'n's  Harry  Roof 
Tremble  and  flart  at  his  Reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  Heav'n  its  Form, 
The  crooked  Serpent  and  the  Worm  ; 
He  breaks  the  Billows  with  his  Breath, 
And  fmites  the  Sons  ot  Pride  to  Death. 

8  Tbefe  are  the  Portion  of  hi?  Ways, 
But  who  ihall  dare  defcribe  his  Face? 
Who  can  endur«  his  Light  ?  Or  ftand 
To  hear  the  Thunders  of  his  Hand  ? 

*  JoD  xi.  7,  <s^4.  f  Job  XXV.  5  J  Jt 

:iXV3.  ij,  (^c, 

K  Y  M  N 


[     219     1 

HYMNS 

A  N  I> 

PIPvITUAL    SONGS 

BOOK   II!. 


Prepared  for  the  Koly  Ordinance  of  the 
Lord's  Supper, 


T^ke  Lord's  Supper  infiittled-,  \  Cor.  xj.  23,  Gf -, 


WAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  io'ght 
When  FowVs  of  E  rth  and  Hell  arofe 
I  Again  ft  the  Son  of  God's  Delight, 
;  And  Friends  betray'd  him  to  his  Fees. 
^♦Before  the  mournful  Scene,  b'  g  -.n, 
He  took  ti;^  Er^.:  d,  and  blefsVl.  and  brake  ^ 
What  Lcve  ihrcngh  all  his  A6tic:.r.s  ran  ! 
Whar  v/ona^  oils  Words  ci-  Grace  he  fpakei 
1  7^/J  h  my  Bo.fy,  brok.for  Sh-i, 
Recfhje  and  eat  the  hvinc  ro^ci:^ 
Then  took  the  (^vx>.  ad  b'eiVd  the  Wire; 
'Tis  thi  Nt-vC  •;-  /:■;;./; 

4  F:^r  us  his  Fio   .  .;!<  ^,v..s  tf^rn, 

-  ^'Oie  the  Sc;u!gc,  he  •(!:  riie  Thorn  , 
-.'  Juftice  poured  upon  his  Head 
a;£  heavy  Vengeance  in  our.Stead> 

S  For 


mo  HYMNS  Mnd  B.  i: 

5  For  us  his  vital  Blood  was  fpilt 
To  buyithe  Pardon  of  our  Guilt, 
When  For  black  Crimes  of  biggeft  Size 
He  gave  his  Soul  a  Sacrifice.] 

6  Do  this  (he  ci  y'd)  till  Time  /ball  end^ 
In  Mcin'ry  of  y(iur  dying  Friend  j 
Meet  at  wy  Tabky  and  record 
The  Lo've  oj your  departed  Lord. 

I?  y^f^^y  thy  Feaft  we  celebrate. 

We  fhew  thy  Death,  we  fing  thy  Name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  ftiall  eat 
The  Marriage  Supper  of  the  Lamb.] 

II.  Communion  tvith  Chrlft  and  luitb  Saints^ 
\  Cor.  X.  i6,  17. 
[1    ^ESUS  invites  his  Saints 
J^     To  meet  around  his  Board  ; 
Here  pardon'd  Rebels  fit  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  Food' he  gives  his  Flefh; 

He  bids  us  drink  his  Blood  ; 
Amazing  Favour!  matchlefs  Grace 
Of  our  deicending  God!  ] 

3  This  holy  Bread  and  Wine 

Maintains  our  fainting  Breath, 
By  Union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  Int'reftin  his  Deadi, 

4  Gur  heav'nly  Father  calls 

Cbrijl  and  his  Members  one  ; 
We  the  youKg  Children  of  his  Love, 
And  he  the  firft  born  Son. 

5  We  are  but  feveral  Parts 

Of  the  fame  broken  B;cad  j 
One  Body  hath  its  feverai  Limbs, 
Bi:t  Jefm  U  the  Head. 

6  Let  all  our  Pow'is  be  joined 

His  glorious  Name  to  raife  ; 

PleafuJfi 


I 

4 


Ill,  spiritual  S  O  N  G  S.  ^2t 

Pleafure  and  Love  fill  ev'ry  Mind, 
And  evTy  Voice  be  Praife. 

!II.  rbe  Neiv  refiament  in  the  Blocd  of  Chrift  ;  or, 
T^be  Niiv  Covenant  feaUd, 

r'  H  E   Prcmife  of  my  Father's  Lotf^ 

S hall Jiand  for  e=ver  good: 
He  faid  }  #nd  gave  his  Soul  to  Death., 
And  feal'd  his  Grace  with  Bloed. 
a  To  this  dear  Covenant  of  thy  Word 
I  fet  ray  woithlefs  Name  j 
I  feal  th'  Engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  Claim. 
3  The  Light,  and  Strength,  and  pard'ning  Grace, 
And  Glory  fiial!  be  mine  j 
My  Life  and  Soul,  rny  Heart  and  Fkfh, 

And  all  my  PowVs  are  thine. 
I  call  that  Legacy  my  own, 

Which  Jefus  did  bequeath  ; 
'Twas  purchased  with  a  dying  Groan, 

And  ratlfy'd  in  Death. 
Sweet  is  the  Mem'ry  of  his  Name, 

Who  blefs^d  us  in  his  Will, 

And  to  his  Teftament  of  Love 

Made  his  own  Life  the  Seal. 

IV,  ChriftV  dying  Love  5  or,   Our  Pardon  bought 

at  a  dear  trice. 
X   T  T  O  W  ccndefcending  and  how  kiiid 
Xj.     Was  Gcd's  eternal  Son  ? 
Our  Misery  reached  his  heav'nly  Mind, 
And  Pity  brought  him  down. 
[a  When  Juftice,  bv"  our  Sins  provok'd, 
Drewtorth  its  dreadful  Sword, 
He  gave  his  Soul  up  to  the  Stroke, 
Without  a  EfiurmYing  Word.] 

[5  He 


iii  H  r  M  N  S    and  13. 

1%  He  funk  beneath  ojjr  heavy  Woes 

To  raife  us  to  his  Throne  j 

There's  ne'er  a  Gift  his  Hand  hsftow^j  I 

But  coft  his  H'jart  a  Groan.]  i 

4  This  was  Conipaflion  like  a  God,  j 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew  ■ 

The  Price  ot  Pardon  was  his  Blood,  !, 

His  Pity  ne'er  withdrew.        ^ 

5  Now  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 

His  Love  ii  icili  as  great; 
Well  he  remembers  Cal-vary,  . 

Nor  lets  liis  Saints  forget.  ^ 

[6  Here  we  behold  his  Bowels  roll 

As  kind  as  wlien  he  dy'd  ;  ' 

And  fee  the  Sorrows  of  his  Soul 

Bleed  thrciigh  his  \sounded  Side  ]  '\ 

[y  Here  we  receive  repeated  Seals 

Of  JijHs'  dying  Love  j 
Hard  i%  the  Wretch  that  nevtr  f'tels 

One  foft  Aite<Slon  move.] 
S  He:  e  let  our  Plearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  Death  record, 
And,  with  our  Joy  for  pard.n'd  Cuilt, 

Mourn  that  we  pierc'd  the  Lord. 

V.  Chrift  the  Bread  of  Life,  John  vi,  31,  35,  3^. 

2    T     ET  us  adore  th' eieinal  Word, 
X-J     'Tis  he  our  Scvils  harh  fed  : 
Thou  art  our  living  Stream,  O  Lord, 
And  thou  th" Immortal  Breai!. 
[t  The  Ma7ina  came  from  lower  Skies, 
But  Jefiis  from  above, 
Wl.e- 1  the  fieffs  Springs  of  Pieafure  rife. 
And  Rivers  flaw  with  Lov^. 
1  T\xtje'xvs^  the  Fathers,  dy'd  atlnit. 
Who  eat  that  heavenly  Bread  j 

Btft 


riL  Sfiritual   SONGS,  zii 

Sut  thefe  Provifions,  which  we  tafte. 

Gan  rnife  us  from  the  Dead.] 
Jleft  be  tlie  Lord,  that  gives  his  Fleih. 

To  ncuriih  dying  Men  j 
ft.r>d  often  fpi  eads  his  Table  freilij 

Lelt  we  /hoiild  faint  again  ! 
Dur  Souls  fhall  draw  their  heav'nly  Bre.-^.th, 

Wh'ie  Jefus  finds  Supplies; 
Nor  ihall  our  Graces  iink  to  Death, 

For  Jefui  never  dies. 
Daily  our  mortal  Ffeih  decays^ 

Bat  Cbrifl,  our  Life,  fhall  come  j 
His  unrefiited  Pow'rfliall  raife 

Our  Bodies  from  the  Tomb.] 

[.  T^kg  Memorial  of  cur  ahfeni  Lord,   Jolin  xvi, 

36,  Luke  XX ii.  19.  John  xir.  3. 
^ESUS  is  gone  above  the  Skies, 
^      Where  our  weak  Senfes  reach  him  net; 
And  carnal  Objeds  court  cur  Eyes 
To  thruft  our  Saviour  from  our  Thought. 
He  knows  wkat  wand'ring  Hearts  we  have, 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  Face; 
And,  torefrefliour  Minds,  he  gave 
Thefe  kind  Memorials  of  his  Grace. 
The  Lord  of  Life  his  Table  fpread 
With  his  ovi'n  Flrfh  and  dying  Blood  ; 
We  on  the  rich  Provifion  feed, 
And  tafte  the  Wine,  and  blefs  the  God, 
^  Let  finful  Sweets  be  all  forgot, 
1  And  Earth  grow  lefs  in  our  Eiteem, 
I  ChriJI  and  his  Love  fill  every  Thought, 
I  Amd  Faith  and  Hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 
I;  While  he  is  abfent  from  our  Sight, 
\  'Tis  to  prepare  our  Souls  a  Place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  Light, 
And  live  for  ever  n€ar  iiis  Face. 

16  Qm 


214-  H  r  M  N  S   and  B.  HI, 

[6  Oar  Eyes  look  upwards  to  the  Hills, 
Whence  our  returning  Lord  (hall  come  j 
We  wait  thy  Chariofs  awful  Wheels 
To  fetch  our  longing  Spirits  home.] 

Vir.  Cruafixion  to  the  U^'orldby  the  Crofs  of  Chrift, 
Gal.  vi.  14. 

1   "^TTHEN  I  furvey  the  wond'rous  Crofs, 
VV       On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  dy'd,'' 
My  richeft  Gain  I  count  but  Lofs, 
And  pour  Contempt  on  all  my  Pride. 
a  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  fhould  boaft-. 
Save  in  the  Death  of  Cbriji  my  God  ; 
All  the  vain  Things  that  charm  me  mod, 
I  facrifice  them  to  his  Blood. 
3  See  from  his  Head,  his  Hands,  his  Feet, 
Sorrow  and  Love  flow  mingled  down  j 
Did  e'er  fuch  Love  and  Sorrow  meet? 
Or  Thorns  compofe  ^o  rich  a  Crown  ? 
[4  His  dying  Crimfon,  like  a  Robe, 
Spreads  o'er  his  Body  on  the  Tree  j 
Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  Globe, 
And  all  the  Globe  is  dead  to  me.] 
5  Were  the  whole  Realm  of  Nature  mine, 
That  were  a  Prefent  far  too  fmall  j 
Love  fo  amazing,  fo  divine, 
Demands  my  Soul,  ray  Life,  my  All. 

Vni.  Therree  of  Life. 

[  1  /^  O  M  E,  let  us  join  a  joyful  Tune 
VJ     To  our  exalted  Lord, 
Ye  Saints  on  high  around  his  Throne, 
And  we  around  his  Board. 
a  While  once  upon  this  lo^er  Ground, 
Weary  and  faint  ye  flood, 
What  dear  Refreihments  here  ye  found 
From  this  immortal  Food  ? 

3  The 


,  irr.  Spiritual   SONGS.  2^5 

The  Tree  of  Life,  that  near  the  Throne 

In  Heav'ii's  high  Garden  grows, 
Laden  with  Grace,  bends  gently  dov/n 

Iti  ever-fmiling  Boughs. 

4  Hov'ring  amongft  the  Leaves,  there  Hands 

The  fvveet  celeftial  Dovej 
And  Jefus  on  the  Branches  hangs 
The  Banner  of  his  Love.] 

5  Tis -a  young  Heav'n  of  ftrange  Delight, 

While  in  his  Shade  we  fit  j 
His  Fruit  is  pleafing  to  the  Sight, 

And  to  the  Tafte  as  fweet. 
New  Life  it  fpreads  through  dying  Hearts, 

And  cheers  the  drooping  Mind  j 
Vigour  and  Joy  the  Juice  imparts. 

Without  a  Sting  behind.] 
Now  let  the  flaming  Weapon  ftand. 

And  guard  all  Ede?z's  Ti  ees, 
if  There's  ne'er  a  Plant  in  all  that  Land, 

That  i^ears  fuch  Fruit  as  thefe. 
t  Inf.nite  Grace  our  Souis  adore, 
Whofe  wond'roufe  Hand  has  made 
This  living  Branch  of  fov^reign  Pow'r, 

To  raife  and  heal  the  Dead. 

IX.  Tie  Spirity  ihi  Water,  and  the  Blood,  1  John 

V.  6 
[1  T    ET  all  our  Tongues  be  one, 
fl    J     To  praife  our  God  on  high. 
Who  from  his  Bofom  fent  his  Sen 
To  fetch  us  Strangers  nigh, 
a  Nor  let  our  Voices  ceafe 

To  fing  the  Saviour's  Name  j 
Jefusy  th'  Ambaffador  of  Peace, 
How  chearfuUy  he  came  ! 
3  It  coft  him  Cries  and  Tears 
To  bring  \is  near  to  God  1 

Great 


C46  *  HY  M  N  S  and  B.  11! 

Great  was  our  Dtbt,  and  he  appears 

To  make  the  Payment  Gocd.] 
[4.  My  Saviour's  pierced  Side 

Four'd  out  a  double  Flood  j 
By  Water  w«  are  purify'd, 

And  pardonM  by  the  Blood. 

5  Infinite  was  our  Guilt, 

B'.5t  he,  our  Prleft,  atone?; 
On  the  cold  Ground  his  Life  was  fpili_ 
And  offered  with  his  Groans.] 

6  Look  up,  my  Soul,  to  him 

Whofe  Death  wns  thy  Defert, 
And  humbly  view  the  jiving  Stream 
.  Flow  from  his  breaking  Heart. 

7  There  on  the  curfed  Tree, 

In  dying  Pangs  he  lies, 
Fuifi's  his  Father's  great  Decree, 
And  all  our  Wants  fupplies. 

8  Tlius  the  Redeen^er  caine, 

By  Water  and  by  Blood  j 
And  when  the  Spirit  fpeaks  the  fame, 
We  feei  his  Witnefs  good. 

9  While  the  Eternal  Three 

Bear  their  Record  above, 
Here,  I  believe,  he  dy'd  for  n^t^ 

And  feal  my  Saviour's  Love. 
[10  Lord,  cleanfe  my  Soul  from  Sin, 

Nor  let  thy  Grace  depart; 
Great  Com'Orter  !  abide  within, 

And  witntfs  to  ray  Heart.] 

X.    Chrift  crucified:   The  Wifdom  and  Powa-  tr' 
God.        ^ 

,   XJ  ^'^^^  ^  ^^'^^  open  Volume  fiands 
i.^      To  fpread  her  Maker's  Praife  abroad, 
And  cv'ry  Labour  of  bis  Hands 
Show*  fomething  worthy  of  a  God. 

z  But 


Sfirifual    SONGS.  s^y 

But  in  the  Grace  that  refcuVi  Man, 

iHis  brighteft  Fo;  ai  of  Glory  (hincs  j  ' 
Here  on  ths  Crofs  'tis  fsireit  diawa 
In  precious  Blood,  and  crimfon  Lines. 
3  Here  his  whole  Name  appears  complete  j 
Nor  Wit  can  guefs,  nor  ReaCcn  prove 
/Which  of  the  Letters  beft  is  writ, 
The  Power,  the  VVifdoni,  or  the  Love.] 
Here  i  be4iold  his  inmoil  Hear:', 
Where  Grace  and  Vengeance  ftrangely  join, 
.Piercing  his  Son  with  iharpeil  Smart, 
To  make  the  purchasM  Pleafures  mine, 
O  the  fweet  Wonders  of  that  Crofs, 
Where  God  the  Saviour  lov'd  and  dy'd! 
j   Her  nobleft  Life  my  Spirit  draws 
i   From  his  dear  Wounds  and  bleeding  Side* 
t  I  would  for  ever  fpeak  his  Name, 

In  Sounds  to  mortal  Ears  unknown, 
*  W'ith  Angels  join  to  praife  the  Lamb, 
And  Worlhip  at  his  Father's  Throne. 

XL  Pardon  brought  to  our  Senfes^ 

I   1'     OkD,  how  divine  thy  Comforts  are; 

!_-'     How  heav'nh'  is  the  Place, 
tVhere  Jefus  fpreads  the  facred  Feall 

Ot  his  redeeming  Grace! 
I  There  the  rich  Bounties  of  our  God, 
And  fweeteR  Glories  fhine  j 
There  Jefus  fays,  that  /  am  his, 
\     '  Jlnd  my  Beloved's  mtne. 
Ij  Here  (fays  the  kind  redeeming  Lord, 
And  ftiews  his  wounded  Side) 
See  here  the  Spring  of  all  your  Joys, 
That  operi'd  ^wken  I  dy  d. 
[4  He  fmiles  and  chears  my  mcuriiful  Heart, 
And  cells  of  all  his  Pain, 

L  a7* 


^28         '  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.  I; 

Jilt  his  t  faid  be,  /  bore  for  tbee^ 
And  then  he  fmiles  again.] 
5  What  fhall  we  pay  our  heav'nly  King 
For  Grace  fo  vr.ft  as  this  ? 
He  brings  our  Pardon  to  our  Eves^. 
And  leais  it  with  a  Kifs.  - 
[6  Let  i'ljch  aiDazing  Loves  as  thefe 
Be  founded  all  abroad  j 
Such  Favou'^s  are  beyond  Degrees, 
And  WO!  thy  of  a  God.] 
[7  To  him  that  wafh'd  us  in  his  Blood 
Be  everladir.g  Praife, 
Salvation,  Hc^nowr,  Glory,  Pow'r, 
Eternal  as  his  Days.] 


i 


Xn.  rke  Go/pel  Feaji,  Luke  xiv,  x6,  ^c, 

[t    XJfOW  rich  are  thy  ProviHons,  Lord, 
O     The  Table  furnifh'd  from  above, 
The  Fruits  cf  Life  o'erfpread  the  Board, 
The  Cupo'erflows  with  heav'nly  Love. 

»  Thine  ancient  Family  the  Jenvs 
Were  ^rft  invited  to  the  Feaft, 
We  humbly  take  what  rhey  refufe, 
And  Gentiles  thy  Salvation  tafte. 

3  We  are  the  Poor,  the  Blind,  the  Lame, 
And  Help  w.-is  fir,  and  Death  was  nigh  \ 
But  at  the  Gofpel  Call  we  cam.e, 

And  evVy  Want  rectiv'd  Supply. 

4  From  the  High-way  that  leads  to  Hell, 
From  Paths  of  Darknefs  and  Defpair,     - 
Lord,  we  are  come  with  Thee  to  dwell, 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  Prefence  here.] 

[5  What  (hall  we  pay  th'  Eternal  Son 
That  left  the  Heav'n  of  his  Abode, 
And  to  this  wretched  Earth  came  down 
To  bring  us  Wand'rers  back  to  God. 


in.  Sphttual   SONG  S,  ais 

ft  coft  him  Death  to  fave  our  Lives, 
To  buy  our  SouU  it  coft  his  own  j 
And  all  theunkno'.vn  joys  he  gives, 
Were  bought  with  Agonies  unknown. 
Dar  everiafting  Love  is  due  . 
To  him  that  ranfom'd  Sinners  lofl^ 
fVnd  pirvM  Rebels  when  he  knew 
The  vail  Expence  his  Love  woiiM  coft.] 

fl.  Di-'vine  Lo've  making  a  Feaji,  and  calling  ^m    ■ 
thi CueJ]s,  Luke  xiv,  17,  22,  23. 

O  W  iweet  and  awful  is  the  Place 
P,  -   With  67;r?/?  within  theiDoojis, 
While  everlading  Love  di'p!ays 

The  choiceft  of -her  Stores. 
Here  evVy  Bowel  of  our  God 
With  fo't  Companion  rolls.; 
Here  Peace  and  Pardon  bought  with  Blood. 
Is  Food  for  dying  .Souls,       '  r 

While  all  our  He'arts:,  and  all  our  Songs, 

Join  to  admire  thfe  Feaft, 
Each  of  us  cry  with  thankful  Tongues, 
*«  Lordj-WhywasIa'Gutfe.? 
Why.was  i  made  to  hear  thy  Voice, 
*'    A.nd^i6er  while  theflfs  Room  ? 
*♦  Vv^he-Hlrmicufandj  make-a  wretched  Choic^^ 

And  rather  {larve  than  come,"] 
'Twas  the  fame  Love  tha.t  fpread  the  Feaft, 

That  fweetly  forc'd  us  in, 
Elfe  we  had  ftill  refus'd  to  tafte, 

And  perifii'd  in  our  Sin. 
>  Pity  the  Nations,  O  our  Gcd, 
Conftrain  the  Earth  to  come  ; 
Send  thy  viftorious  Word  abrosd. 
And  bring  the  Strangers  heme. 
We  long  to  fee  thy  Churches  full,    ^ 

That  all  the  eKofen  Race, 
%  .         "  La  May 


i3o  H  r  M  N  S    and 

May  with  one  Voice,  and  Heart,  and  Soul," 
Sing  thy  redeeming  Grace.] 

XIV.    ^he  Song  of  Simeon,   Luke  ii,  28  j  or, 
Sight  of  Chrift  makes  Deatheafy. 


k 


'  "^T  ^  ^  ^^^^  '^^^  Heapts  embraced  our  Go 
X  %  We  would  forget  all  earthly  Charms,- 
And  wifk  to  die  as  Simeon  wou'd 

■^With  his  young  Saviour  in~his  Arms. 

1.  Our  Lips  fliould  learn  that  joyfu!  Song 
Were  but  our  Hearts  prepar'd  like  his, 
Our  Souls  ftilLwilling  to  be  g©ne, 
And  at  thy  Word  depart  in  Peace. 

3  Here  we  have  feen  thy  Face,  O  Lord, 
And  view'd  Salvation  with  our  Eyes, 
Tailed  and  felt  the  living  Word, 
The  Bread  defcending  from  the  Skies. 

4  Thou  haft  prepar'd  this  dying  Lamb, 
Haft  fet  bis  Blood  before  our  Face, 
To  teach  the  Terrors  of  thy  Name, 
And  fhew  the  Wonders  of  thy  Grace, 

5  He  is  our  Light,  our  Morning- Star, 
Shall  fhine  on  Nations  yet  unknown; 
The  Glory  of  thine  Ifrael  here. 
And  Joy  of  Spirits  near  th«  Throbs. 

XV.  Our  Lord  Jefus  at  bis  oivn  labU. 

[i  fV^ME  Mem'ry  of  our  dying  Lord 
J.       Awakes  a  thankful  Tongue  j 
How  rich  he  fpreads  his  Royal  Board,  j 

And  blefs'd  the  Food,  and  fung.  j 

»  Happy  the  Men  that  eat  this  Bread, 
But  doublc-blefs'd  was  he 
That  gently  bow'd  his  loving  Head, 
Ano  lean'd  it,  Lord,  on  Thee. 

3  I 


,(     r- 


HI.  Splriiual  S  0  N  G  S.  aji 

Faith  the  fame  Delights  we  tafte 

As  that  great Fav'rite  did,         ;^ 
A.nd  fit  and  lean  on  jefus^  Breaft, 

And  take  the  heavenly  Bread.] 
Down  from  the  Palace  of  the  Skies 

Hither  the  King  defcends, 

Come,  my  Beloved,  eat  (ite  cn«5) 

'•'  And  drink  Salvation,  Friends. 

*  My  Flelhis  Food  and  Phyfick  too,     ■ 

"  A  Balm  for  all  your  Pains  ; 
«  And  the  red  Streams  of  Pardon  flow 

"From  thefe  my  pierced  Veins."] 
Ho/anna  to  his  bounteous  Love 

For  fuch  a  Taile  below  ! 
And  yet  he  feeds  his  Saints  above 

With  nobler  BlefTings  too. 
J  Come  the  dear  Day,  the  glorious  Hour, 

That  brings  our  Souls  to  reft  ! 
Then  we  (halt  need  thefe  Types  no  morej 

But  dvveil  at  th'  heavaly  Feaft.] 

XVI.  lie  Agonus  c/ Chrift. 

^"T  o  W  let  our  Pains  be  all  forget, 
^i      Gur  Hearts  no  more  repine, 
Our  Suflf  rings  are  not  worth  _a  Thought, 

When,  Lord,  compar'd  with  thine. 
In  lively  Figures  here  we  fee 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  Love  j 
Evich  of  us  hope,  He  dy'd  for  me, 

And  then  our  Griefs  remove. 
^  Our  bumble  Faith. here  takes  her  Rifc^ 

While  fitting  round  his  Board  } 
And  back  to  Caiuary  (he  flies, 

To  view  her  groaning  Lord, 
4.  His  Soul,  what  Agonies  is  feit 

When  his  own  God  withdrew  j 

L  3         '  ^^ 


23»  H  J'  ^  ^  S    and  B.  I  ' 

And  the  large  Load  of  all'eur  Guilt 
Lny  heav)'  on  him  too. 
5  But  the  Divinity  wi-thin 
Supported  him  to  beai"j 
Dying  he  conquered  Hell  and  Sin, 
And  made  iiis-Triunnph  there.] 
£  Grace,  Wifdont,  Jiiltice,  join'd  and  wrougbtl^ 
The  Wonders  of  that  Day  ;  \ 

No  mortal  Tongue,  nor  mortal  Thought, 
Can  equal  Thanks  repay, 
7  Our  Hymns  iliall  found  like  thofe  above, 
Ccuidw.e  o.ur  Voices  raife  J 
Yet,  Lord,  opr  Hearts  /hall  all  be  Love, 
And  all  our  Lives  be  Praife. 

XVII    IniO?nparabU  Food  ;  or,  the  Vlejh  and  Bloc 
c/Chrift. 

[i  \XT^  *''^S  '^''  ^^'-^-^^S  Deeds, 

VV       That  Grace  Divine  performs. 
Th'  Eternal  God  comes  down  and  bleeds. 
To  n  urifh  dying  Wornr«. 
z  This  Soul-reviving  Wine,  I 

Dear  Saviour,  'tis  thy  Blood  ;  '       _    1 

We  thank  that  facred  Ficfti  of  thine 
For  this  immort.-'J  Food.] 
3  The  Banquet  that  we  eat, 

Is  made  of  Heav'nly  Things  ; 
Enrth  hath  no  Dainties  halt  fo  Iweet 
As  our  Redeemer  brings. 
4.  In  v.isn  had  Adrm  fought, 

And  fearch'd  his  Garden  round, 
^ov  there  was  no  fuch  bieiled  Fruit 
In  all  that  happy  Ground. 
5  Th'  Angtlick  Hoft  above 
Can  never  tafte  this  Food, 
Th^v  feall  upon'their  Maker's  Love, 
But  not  a  Saviour's  Blood. 

6  Ol 


I  III.  Spirit-ual  S  O'N  G  S.  2-33 

ns  th'  Ahnighty  Lord  "  •  • 

eftows  this  iiratchlers  Grace. 
And  meets  us  with  feme  cbearing  VYcrd, 

With  Pleafure  in  his  Face. 
'Come,  all  ye  drooping  Saints, 

And  banquet  with  the  King, 
This  Wine  will   drown  your  fad  Complaints, 

And  tune  your  Voice  to  fing, 
Sslvation  to  the  Name 

Of  our  adored  Chriff, 
Thro??gh  the  wide  Earth  bis  Grace  proclainj^ 

Kis  Glory  in  the  High'ft. 

XVIII.  rhefame. 

f    ^yi"  ,5"  175',  we  bow  before  thy  Feet, 

J       Tliy  I'able  is  divi'jely  ftor'd  ; 
Thy  facred  Fkfii  our  Souls  have  eat, 
'T's  Living  Bpe-ad  ;  we  -hank  Thee,  Lord! 
And  here  we  drink,  our  Saviou;'s  Blocd^ 
We  thxnk'Thee,  Lord,  'tis.gen'rous  Wine  j 
Mingled  with  Love  the  Fountain  fiow'd 
From  that  dear  bleeding  Heart  of  thine, 

I  On  Earth  is  no  fuch  Sweetnefs  found, 
For  the  La.nb's  Fiefli  is  heav'nly  Food  5 
In  vain  we  fearch  the  Globe  around 
For  Bread  fo  fine,  or  Wine  fo  good. 

\.  Carnal  Provifions  can  at  beft 
£nt  chear  the  Heart,  or  warm  the  Head, 
But  the  rich  Cordial  that  we  tafte, 
Gives  Life  Eternal  to  the'Uead. 

5  Joy  to  tke  Mafter  of  the  Feaft, 
His  Name  our  Sotds  for  ever  blefs ; 
To  God  the  King,  and  God  the  Prieft, 

'  A  loud  Hofanna  round  the  Fiacc, 

L4  xrx. 


:t34  HYMNS  and  B.  IE 

XIX.  Glory  in  the  Crofs  j  or,  not  aJbanCd  of  Chri: 

(rucifiid. 

'i. 

T  thy  Command,  our  deaieft  Lord, 
Hei  e  we  attend  thy  dying  Feaft  ; 
Thy  Blood,  like  vVioe,  adoriis  thy  Board, 
And  thine  own  FJefh  feeds  ev'ry  Gueft. 

%  Our  Faith  adores  thy  bleeding  Love, 
And  trufts  for  Life  in  one  that  dy''d  } 
We  hope  for  heavV.ly  Crowns  above. 
From  a  Redeemer  crucify'd. 

3  Let  the  vain  World  pronounce  it  Shamfj 
And  fling  their  Scandals  on  the  Caufe  j 
We  come  to  boalt  our  Saviour's  Name, 
And  make  our  Triumphs  in  his  Crofs. 

4.  With  Joy  we  teil  the  fcoffing  Age, 
He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  Tomb, 
He  lives  above  their  utmo(t  Rage,  . 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 

XX.  The  Pro^ifions  for  the  Table  of  the  Lord;  or. 
The  Tree  af  Life,  and  River  of  Lo^ue. 

1   T     GRI>,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  Hand 
J_/    And  fing  the  folemn  Feaft, 
Where  fweet  celertial  Dainties  Hand 
For  ev'ry  willing  Guelt. 
[i  The  Tree  of  Life  adorns  the  Board 
With  rich  immorral  Fruit, 
And  ne'er  an  raigry  fiaming  Swoid 
To  gijard  their -j^aflage  to't. 

3  The  Cup  ftands  crown'd  with  living  Juice  5 

The  Fountain  flows  above, 
Aad  runs  down  iireaming  for  our  Ufe, 
In  Rivulets  of  Love.] 

4  The  Food's  prep:\r'd  by  heav'nly  Art, 

The  Pleafure's  well  refin'd. 

They 


3.  III.  spiritual  S  0  N  G  S.     •  rfi 

They  fpread  new  Life  through  ev'ry  Heart, 

And  chear  the  drooping  Mind. 
5  Shout  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  Love, 

Ye  Saints  that  tafte  his  WiHe, 
Join  with  your  Kindred  Saints  above, 

In  loud  Hofa'finas  join. 
^  A  Thoufand  Glories  to  the  God 
.   That  gives  fuch  Joys  as  this  j, 
Hofanna  I  let  it  found  abroad. 

And  rsach  where  Jefus  is. 

XXI.  i:he  rriumphal  Feaji  for  C\iv\^'s  Viaory  av^r 
Sin  and  Death y  q.nd  Hill. 

I  /^  OM  E,  let  us  lift  our  Voices  high, 
V_-»  High  as  our  Joys  arife  } 
And  join  the  Songs  above  the  Sky, 

Where  Pkafure  never  dies. 
Jefas,  the  God,  that  fought  and  bled. 

And  conquerM  when  he  fell, 
That  rofe,  and  at  his  Chariot  Wheels 

Dragg'd  all  the  PowVs  of  Hell.] 
[3  J^fiih  the  God,  invites  us  here 

10  this  triumphal  Feaft, 
And  brings  immortal  Bleffings  down 

For  each  redeemed  Gueft.] 
4,  The  Lordl  how  glorious  is  his  Face  ! 

How  kind  his  Smiles  appear  ! 
And,  O  !  what  melting  Words  he  fays 

To  every  humble  Ear^ 
5-  *'  For  you,  the  Children  of  my  Love, 

*'  It  was  for  you  I  dy'd, 
"  Behold  my  Hands,  behold  my  Feet, 

*«  And  look  into  my  Side. 
"  Tbefe  are  the  Wounds  for  you  I  bore^ 

"  The  Tokens  of  my  Pains, 
**  When  I  came  down  to  free  yovjr  Soul 

<-  From  Mifery  and  Chains. 

Lj  7«Tu. 


S36  H  r  M  N  S   ana  B.  III. 

[7  '^  }uftice  unftieathM  its  fiery  Sword, 
**  And  plung'd  it  in  my  Heart ; 
'"  Inflnire  Pa^gs  for  vou  I  boie, 
'*  And  iTi'-fl  tormenting  Smart. 
a  "  When  Hell,  and  all  its  fpiteful  PowV?, 
"  Stood  dreadful  in  my  Way, 
*'  To  rcfcue  tbofe  dear  Lives  of  yours, 
"  I  gave  my  own  away. 
9  *•  But  while  I  bkd,  and  groan'd,  and  dy'd, 
*'  I  ruin'd  Satan  ^  Throne^ 
'•  High  on  my  Crofs  I  hung,  and  fpy'd 
*'  The  Monftertumbiing  down. 
JO  '*  Novt'  you  muft  triumph  at  my  Feaft, 
♦*  And  tafte  my  Fielli.  ray  Blood  j 
"  And  live  eternal  Ages  bleft, 
**  For  'ti«  immortal  Food." 

11  Viilorious  God  !  What  can  w£  pay 
_  For  Favours  (o  divi'.e  ? 

We  would  devote  cur  Hearts  away 
To  be  for  ever  thine.] 

12  We^ive  Thee,  Lord,  our  higheft  Praife, 

The  Tribute  of  our  Tongues  j 
But  Themes  fo  infini'e  as  thefe 
Exceed  our  nobleft  Songs.. 

XXH.  The  CompaJJion  of  a  dyi^  Chrift. 

U  R  Spirits  Join  t'  adore  the  Lamb  ; 
O  that  our  feeble  Lips  could  move 
In  Strains  immortal  as  hisNaiije, 
And  melting  as  his  dying  Love. 
2  Was  ever  equal  Piry  found  ? 
»The  Prince  ('f  Heav'n  refigns  hife  Breath, 
And  pou;s  his  Life  out  en  the  Ground, 
To  ranfom  guilty  W.orms  from  Death. 
[3  Rebels,  we  broke  our  Maker's  Laws  j 
He  from  the  Thteat'ning  fet  us  free, 

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}llt.  Spiritual   SONGS,  237 

Bore  the  full  Vengeance  on  his  Crofs, 

And  naird  the  Carfesto  the  Tree.l 
The  Law -proclaims  no"  Terror  now, 
_nd  Sinai's  Thunder  roais  no  more  ; 

•  lOm  all  his  Wounds  new  BlefTings  flow, 

A  Sea  of  Joy  without  a  Shore. 

Kej-e  we  have  wa(hM  our  deepeft  Stains, 

And  heard  cur  Woiinds  with  h'Cav'nly  Blood  3 

Biefs'd  Fountain  !  fpringing  from  the  Veina 

Of  Je/us  our  incainate  God.  ] 

In  vain  our  mortal  Voices  flrive 

To  fpeak  CompafF.on  fo  divine  ; 

Had  we  a  Thoufand  Lives  to  give, 
-i.  Thoufand  Lives  fliould  all  be  thine/ 

AAIII.  Grace  ond  Glory  by  the  Death  of  Chrift. 
;i   Q  I  T  T  I  N  G  around  our  Father's  Board, 
O     '^^^^  raife  our  tuneful  Breath  j 
Our  Faith  beholds  her  dying  Lord, 
And  dooms  our  Sin  to  Death, 
i  Wer  fee  the  Blood  of  Jefus  fhed, 
When  ail  our  Pard  ;ns  rife; 
The  Sinner  views  th'  Atonement  made. 
And  loves  the  Sacrifice. 
3.  Thy  cruel  Thorns,  thy  fhameful  Crofs, 
Procure  us  heavenly  Crowns ; 
Our  higheft  Gain  fprings  from  thy  Lofs  ; 
Our  Hearing  from  thy  Wounds. 
.4,  O  'tis  impofllbie  that  we,. 

Who  dwell  in  feeble  Clay, 
Should  equal  Suff 'rings  bear  for  Thee, 
Or  equal  Thanks  repay. 

XXIV.    Pardo-n  and  Strength  from  Chrift. 
i  T?  A  T  H  E  R,    we  wait  to  feel  thy  Grace, 
X^      To  fee  thy  Glories  (hine  5 
The  Lord  will  his  cwn  Table  blefs, 
Aad  make  the  Feaft  Divine. 

L6  »Wc 


^38  HYMNS  and  B.  II 

2  We  touch,  we  tafte  the  heav'nly  Bread, 

We  drink  the  facied  Cup  j 
^     With  outward  Forms  our  Senfe  is  fed, 
Our  Souls  rejoice  in  Hope. 

3  We  fiiaii  appear  before  the  Throne 

Of  our  forgiving  God, 
Drefs'd  in  the  Garments  of  his  Son, 
And  rp! inkled  with  his  Blood. 

4  We  lh:^ll  be  ftrong  to  run  the  Race, 

And  Climb  the  upper  Sky  ; 
Chriji  will  provide  our  Souls  with  Grace, 

He  bought  a  large  Supply. 
[5  L«t  us  indulge  a  chearfui  Frame, 

For  Joy  becomes  a  Feaft  ; 
We  love  the  Mem'ry  of  his  Name 

More  thaii  the  Wine  we  tafte.] 

XXV.  Di'vine  Claries  and  our  Grace  <> 

*   TT  O  W  are  thy  Glories  here  difplay'd, 
JTl     Gi  eat  Godj  how  bright  they  fhincj 
While  at  thy  Word  we  break  the  Bread, 
And  pour  the  flowing  \yine. 
'7.  Here  thy  revenging  Juitice  ftsnds, 
And  pleads  its  dreadful  Caufe  ; 
Here  faving  Mercy  fpreads  h»r  Hands, 
Like  Jefus  on  the  Crofs. 
j  Thy  Saints  attend  with  t\"iy  Grace, 
On  this  great  Sacrifice  j 
And  Love  appears  with  chearfui  Face, 
And  Faith  with  fixed  Eyes. 

4  Oar  Hope  in  waiting  Pofture  fits, 

To  Heav'n  dire^s  her  Sight  j 
Here  ev'ry  warmer  Paffion  meets. 
And  warmer  Pow'rs  unite. 

5  Zeal  and  Revenge  perform  their  Parts  j 

And  rifing  Sun  deftroy  j 

Repent- 


B.  Ill  Spiritual  S  O  N4r  S.  z^^' 

Repentance  c<?mes  v/ith  aking  Heart, 

Yet  not  forbids  the  Jo5^    ^ 
6  Dear  Saviour  change  our  Fa-itkto  Sight, 

Let  Sin  for  ever  die  ; 
Then  (hall  our  Souls  be  all  Delight, 

And  ev'ry  Tear  be  dry. 

J  Cannot  perfuade  tnyfelftoput  a  full  Period  to  theje 
^  Divine  Hymns,  ////  1  hanje  addreffed  a  fpectal 
Song  of  Glory  ta  Gcd  the  Father^  the  Sottf  and  the 
Holy  Spirit.  Though  ike  Latin  Name  of  it,  Gloria 
P-,tri,  be  retained  in  our  Nation  from  the  Roman 
(Church  ;  and  though  there  may  be  feme  Exceffes  of 
fuperfitious  Honour  paid  to  the  Words  of  it,  ivhich 
may  hanje  ^wrought  fome  unhappy  Prejudices  in  Weak- 
er Chrijlians  ;  jet  I  belief's  it  Jiill  to  be  one  of  the 
nohlef  Parts  of  Chrifiian  Wor/hip.  The  Subjea  of 
it  is  the  Doiirine  of  the  trinity,  ivhick  is  that pecu^ 
liar  Glory  of  the  Di'vine  Nature^  that  our  Lord  ]e- 
fus  Chrift  has  fo  clearly  reueahd  unto  Men,  and  is 
fa  ncceffary  to  true  Chrifianity.  The  ASiion  is  Praife, 
nvhich  is  one  of  the  moji  complete  and  exalted  Parts 
cf  heavenly  Worfbip.  I  hai>e  caf  the  Song  into  a 
Variety  of  Forms j  and  hanje  fitted  it  by  a  plai?rVer- 
Ji9n,  or  a  larger  Parafhrafe,  to  be  fung  either  alone, 
or  at  the  Conelufion  of  another  Hymn,  J  ka^oe  fdded 
alfa  a  fe^M  Hofannas,  or  Afcriptions  of  Sah'ation 
to  Chrift,  in  the  fame  Manner ,  and  for  the  farm 
End. 

A  Song  ef  Praife  to  the  e'vtr-hlejfed  Trinity  y  GOD 
the  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit, 

XXVI.  J  ft  Long  Metre. 
1  "O  L  E  S  S  'D  be  the  Father  and  his  Love, 
JLJ    To  whofe  celeftial  Source  we -owe 
Rivers  of  endlefs  Joys  above. 
And  Rills  of  Comfort  here  below. 

a  Giory 


2^6  H  r  M  N  S  and  B.  IJI 

a  Glory  to  Thee,  great  Son  of  God, 
From  whofe  dear  wounded  Body  rolls^ 
A  precious  Stream  of  vital  Blood, 
Pauion  and  Life  for  dying  S.ouls. 

3  We  give  the  facred  Spirit  Pra 5 fe. 
Who,  in  our  Hearts  of  Sin  and  Woe, 
Makes  living  Sprijigs  of  Grace  arife. 
And  into  boundlefs  Glory  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit  we  adore, 

Th:it  Sea. of  Life  and  Love  unknowrh, 
Without  a  Bottom  or  a  Shore. 

XXVIL  I  ft  Common  Metre. 

1   f^  LORY  to  God,  the  Father's  Name, 
VJF     Who,  from  the  finful  Race, 
Chofe  out  his  FavViees  to  proclainx 
The  Honours  of  his  Grace. 
s  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid,. 
Who  dwelt  in  humble  Clay, 
And  to  redeem  us  from  the  Dead 
Gave  his  own  Life  away. 
3  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give, 
From  whofe  Aliriighty  Pow'r 
Our  Souls  their  heav'niy  Birth  derive,. 
And  blefs  the  happy  Hour. 
4.  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
Th' Eternal  Three  fn  One, 
Wh=o  by  the  Wonders  of  his  Love 
Has  made  his  Nature  known. 

XXVHL   jft>S*or/  Metre 

,Y     ET  God  the  Father  live 
%^     For  ever  on  our  Tongues  y 
Sinners,  from  his  firft  Love,  derive 
The  Ground  of  all  their  Songs. 


\U.  SpintU'd  SONG  S.  24.: 

Ye  Saints,  employ  your  Breath 

In  Honour  to  the  Son, - 
Who  brought  your  Souls  froui  Hell  and  Death, 

By  oS'ring  up  his  own. 
Give  to  the  Spirit  Praife 
i       OF  an  immortal  Strain, 
f  Whole  Light,  and  PowV,  and  Grace  conveys 
^       Saivatidn  down  to  Men. 
^  While  God,  the  Comforter, 
Reveals  our  pardonM  Sis, 
O  may  the  Blood  and  Water  bear 
The  fame  Record  within. 
5  To  the  Great  One  and  Tiiree, 
That  feal?  this  Grace  in  Heav'n, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  Glory  giv'n. 

XXIX.  ad  Lo^^g  Metre. 

1  f~^  LORY  to  God  the  Trinity, 

%.>     WhofeName  has  Myfteries  unknown  j 
In  EfTence  One,  in  Ferfon  Three  ; 
A  focial  Nature,  yet  atone. 

2  When  all  our  nobleft  Pow'rs  are  ^oin'd 
The  Honours  of  thy  Name  to  raife. 
Thy  Glories  over-match  our  Mind, 
The  Angels  faint  beneath  the  Praife. 

XXX.  ad  Common  Metre. 

1  ^HE  God  of  Mercy  be  ador'd, 
%.      Who  calls  our  Souls  from  Death, 
Who  faves  by  his  Redeeming  Word, 
And  new-creating  Breath, 
a  To  praife  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
ARd  Spirit  all  Divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Thret  in  One, 
Let  Saints  and  Awgels  join, 

XXXI. 


*42  HYMNS  and  B.  H]  1 

XXXI.  ad  Short  Metre.  j 

I  T     E  T  God  the  Maker's  Name 

I   /     Have  Honour,  Love  and  Fear, 
To  God  the  Saviour  pay  the  iame, 
And  God  the  Comfoi  ter. 
a  Father  of  Lights  above. 
Thy  Mercy  we  adore. 
The  Son  of  thy  eternal  Love, 
And  Spirit  of  thy  PowY. 

XXXII.  3d  Long  Mitre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One,^ 
Be  Honour,  Praife  and  Glory  giv'n 
By  ail  on  Earth,  and  all  in  Heav'n. 

XXXIIL  Or  thus. 

ALL  Glory  to  thy  wond'rous  Name, 
Father  of  Mercy,  God  of  Love, 
Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord,  the  Lamb, 
And  thus  we  praife  the  heav'nly  Dove. 

XXXIV.  i^  Common  Metre, 

O  W  let  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  Works  to  make  him  known> 
Or  Saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

XXXV.  Or  thus. 

HO  N  O  U  R  to  Thee,  Almighty  Three,        ** 
And  everlafting  One  j 
All  Glory  to  the  Father  be. 
The  Spirit  an^  the  San. 

XXXVI. 


^l  spiritual  SONGS.  343 

■  XXXVI.  3d  Short  Metre, 

fCT"  E  Angels  round  the  Throne, 

Y        Ancf  Saints  that  dweil  below, 
iVorfhip  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 

And  blefs  the  Spirit  too. 

XXXVir.  Or  thus, 

f^  I V  E  to  the  Father  Praife, 
Ljf     Give  Glory  to  the  Son, 
\.nd  to  the  Spirit  of  his  Grace 
Be  equal  Honour  done. 

CXXVIII.    A  Song  of  Prai/e  io  the  Bhjfed  *TnTtitif. 
The  ill  ai  /Af  cxiviiirh  Pralm. 

I  GIVE  immortalPraife 
.    To  Gcd  the  Father's  Loi?e, 
For  all  my  Comforis  here, 
And  better  Hopes  above. 
He  fent  his  own 
Eternal  Son 
To  die  for  Sins 
,        That  Man  had  done. 
To  G-id  tlv;  Son  belongs 

•ImmoFtal  Glory  too, 
Who  bought  us  with  his  Blood 
From  everlaiting  Vv^'oe  : 
And  now  he  lives. 
And  now  be  reigns. 
And  fees  the  Fruit 
Of  ail  his  Pains.. 
To  God,  the  Spii  it's  Name, 
Immortal  WorQiip  give. 
Whole  new  creating  Pow'r 
Makes  the  dead  Sinner  live  : 
His  Work  ccnTipietes 
The  great  Defign, 

And 


X    --^^ 


244^  ,        HYMNS    and  B.  Ill 

And  fills  the  Soul 
With  Joy  Divine. 

5  Almighty  God^  to  Thee 
Be  endlefs  Honotirs  done  j 
The  undivided  Three, 
And  the  Myfterious  One  : 
Where  Reafon  fails 
With  all  her  Fovv'rs, 
Ther«  Faith  prevails, 
And  Love  ad6res, 

XXXIX.  rke  2d  as  yfe't^lvriith-Pralm 

1  ''TT'^  O  hi-m  that  chofe  us  krfr, 

jL       B'efore  the  W®rld  bisganj 
To  him  that  bore  the  Cui Te 
To  fave  reb.eiiious  Man.:.    , 
To  Him  thjit  form'd 
Our  Hearts  aiiew,^   rjf;  ' 
Is  endlefs  Praife 
And  Glory  due. 

2  The  Father's  Love  fnall  ruin 

Through  our  immortal  Songs, 
We  bring  to  Gad  the  Son 
Hofanniis  on  our  Tongues  : 
Our  Lips  addrefs 
The  Spirit's  Name 
With  equ^l  Praife, 
And  Zeal  the  fame. 
1  Let  ev'ry  Saint  above, 

And  Angel  round  the  Throne, 
For  erer  blefs  and  love 
The  fticred  Three  in  One  t 
Thus  Heav'n  ftiall  raife 
His  Honours  high, 
When  Earth  and  Time 
Grew  old  and  die. 

XL. 


B.  IIL  Spiritual  SONG  S.  245 

XL.  The  3:!  as  tkf  cxlviiith  Pfalm. 
O  God  the  Father's  Throne 
Perpetual  Honours  raife  J 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 

To  God  tkie  Spirit,  Praifej 
And  v.hile  our  Lips 
Their  Tribute  bring, 
Our  Faith  adores 
The  Name's' Iwe  i^ng. 

■'     XLI.  Or  thus. 

TO  our  Eternal  God. 
The  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spiru  all.  Divine, 

Ti^ree  Myfteries  in  One  : 

Salvation,  Fow'r,  ,       . 

And  Praife  be  giv'n,, 

By  ail  on  Earthy  "  ,  .     5 

And  all  in  Heav'n, 

The  Hofanna  J  ofy  Salnjatioa  afcrthed  to  Chrift, 
XLil.  Long  Mitre.      .  ■ 

1  TJO S ANN /}  toKingD^'i'iW's  Son, 

Who  reigns  on  a  fuperior  Throne  .j 
We  blefs  the  Prince  of  heavenly  Birth^ 
Who  brings  Salvation  dov/n  to  Earth. 

2  Let  ev'rv  Nation,  ev^ry  x-ige, 

In  th's  dtlic^httul  W«rk  engage  ; 
Old  Men  and  Babes  in  Sion  fmg 
The  growing  Glories  of"  her  King. 

XLTII.  Common  Metre, 
t  JJOS  ANNA  to  :he  Prin:e  ofGrace, 
Sion,  behoU  thy  King} 
Proclaim  the  Son  of  Da'vid's  Race, 
And  teach  the  Babes  to  fing. 


J46  HYMNS,   &c.  B.  Ill, 

a  Hofanna  to  th'  Incarnate  Word, 
Who  from  the  Father  came  j 
Afcribe  Salvation  to  the  Lcid, 
WiiUBlcfiings  on  his  Name. 

XLIV.  Short  Metft. 

1  JJOSANNA  to  the  Son 

Of  Dai/icf,  and  of  God, 
Who  brought  the  News  of  Pardon  down^ 
And  bowght  it  with  his  Blood.    • 
%  To  Cbrifi  th'  anointed  King 
Be  endlefs  Bleffings  giv'n  j 
let  the  whole  Earth  his  Glory  fing. 
Who  made  our  Peace  with  Heav'n, 

XLV.  As  the  cxlviiith  Pfalm. 

1   JL70S ANNA  to  theKlng 
'*-'     Of  Dcrvid\  ancient  Blood, 
Behold  he  comes  to  bring 
ForgivinsfGr^-ice  from  God  : 
let  Old  an'1  Voting    ' 
Attend  his  Way, 
And  at  his  Feet 
Their  Honours  by. 
a  Glory  to  God  on  high. 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb  ; 
Let  Earth,  and  Sea,  a-njd  Sky, 
His  wond'rous  Love  proclaim  -. 
Upon  his  Head 
Shall  Honours  reft. 
And  evVy  Age 
Pronounce  him  Blels'd. 


The  End  of  the  Third  Book. 


[     H7     ] 


TABLE 

To  find  any  H  Y  M  N   by  the  Firfl  Line. 

■Note,  The  Letters  -a,  b^  c,  denote  the  Ift,  IJd  and 
Hid  Book^  The  Figures  direa  to  the  Hymn. 

A  B.  H. 

ADORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God  a    41 

Alas,  ^and  did  my  Swviour  bleed  b      9 

All  fnortat  Canities  he  gone  a    zc 

And  are  <u:e  Wretches  yet  aii've  b  xo^ 

Andmujl  this  Body  die  b  ijo 
And  no  to  the  Scales  J:  a<ve  left  mine  Eves        ■   b    8x 

Arfe,  my  Soul,  my  joyful  Po^wers  b    8s 

■At  thy  Command,  our  dear fji  Lord  c     jo 

Attend  <ii,bile  God's  exalted  Son         .  b  :i 30 

Anv£ike  my  Heart,  arjfe  my  Tongue  a    20 

A<-uiake,  our  Souh,  a^way  our  Fears  a    48 

A^jay  from  enjery  mortal  Care  h  xtt 

B  ^ 

BAck^'ard  <wfth  humble  Shame  lue  look  a    57 
Begin,  my  Tengue,  fome  heavenly  Theme  b    to 

BeboM  honv  Sinners  difagree  a  i^ji 

Behold  the  Blind  their  Sight  recei've  b  ix-j 

Behold  the  Glories  of  the  Lmb  a    ^\ 

Behold  the  Grace  appea-'s  a 

Behold  the  Potter  ar^  ihe  Clay  a  217 

Behold  the  Rofe  7   Sharon  hers  ^    Z 

Behold  th^  ff^^nanU  promised  Seed  b  x  1  r 

tekQld 


248  A      T    A    B     L    E 

Behold  the  Wretch  lukofe  Luft  and  Wine  a  x  a  3 

Behold  ivkat  ^vond'rous  Grace  a 

Blef  are  the  hHmble  Souls  thatfei  a 

Bl/-fl  he  the  e^erlafiing  God  a 

Blcji  be  the  Father  arid  his  Lome  c 

Bleji  is  the  Man  nvbofe  cautious  Feet  a 
B it fi  Morning !  xchofe  yoiitig  danvnittg  Rays     b 

Bleji  --uith  the  Jojs  cf  innocence  b 

Bhcd  has  a  l^oice  that  mo'ves  the  Skies  b 

Bright  King  oj  Glory,  dreadful  God  b 

Broad  is  the  Koad  that  leads  to  Death  b 

Burjd  in  Shadoki's  cf  the  Nikht  a 

But  few  among  the  Carnal  Wtfe   .  a  • 

CA-^  Creatures  toFtrfiBion  find  b 
Chrift  ar^d  his  Crcfs  is  all  our  Theme       a 

Comet  all  harmonious  Tongues  b 

Ccmei  dear  eft  Lord,  dffcend  and  d^ell  a 

Come^  happy  Soids,  approach  your  God  b 
Come  hithir  all  ye  ^vtary  Souls 
Come  Holy  Spirit,  hea'v'nly  Dove 

Comey  let  us  join  a  joyful  Tune  c 

Cofne,  let  us  join  cw  chtarjul  Songs  a 

Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyjul  Lyes  b 

Comey  4et  us  lat  cur  Voices  high  c 

Comet  tve  that  lo<ve  the  Lord  b 
'         .                I>  * 

.Aunhiers  of  Sion,  come,  behold  a 

__      Dear  Lord,  behold  our  fore  Diffefs  b  : 

Dearefi  of  ail  the  Names  ahcve      _  b 

Death  cannot  make  our  Souls  afraid  b 

Death  may  diffoln}e  my  Body  noiv  a 

Death  ftis  a  mtlanc holy  Day  b 
Deceivd  by  fubtle  Snares  of  Hell 
Deep  in  the  Duf  before' ^y  Throne 
Defcend  from  Uean/n  imm^ial  Do've 
Po<wn  beadhngfrom  ihfir  naWVe  Skies 


Of  the  Firll  Line-:,  249 

EUo  *ive  not  knonv  thai  folemn  Word  a  iii 

prmd  So'v'riign,  let  ?ny  Enjuiing  Song  b      7 
E 
'ER  the  blue  Hea^'ns  ^vere  Jintcod  abroad s:  2 

Eternal  So'vereign  of  ibe  Sh  b  149 

Eternal  Spirit ^  nxe  confejs  t)  133 

■F                   ~      .  ' 

FAITH  is  the  brighej}  Evidence  a  120 
Fa^fr 0 m  my  Thoughts  'va i7i  Wor Id  be  gone  b    15 

father  I lo7:g,  i  faint  to  fee  b    68 

Father  ^ive  ^'ait  to  feel  thy  Gmce  c    24 

Jirm  and  unmo'v'd  are  they  a    23 

Firm  as  the  Earth  thy  Gofpel  fands  a  1-3  S 

from  lieanjen  the  finning  Angels  fell  b    97 

From  thee,  my  God,  my  Joys  /hall  nfe  b    75 
G 

GE  N  T I L  E  S  /:>;  Nature  ive  belong  3124 

Giue  me  the  Wings  of  Faith  to  rife  b  140 

Glory  to  God  the  Trinity  €29 

Glory  to  God  thativcdks  the  Sky  b     59 

Glory  to  God  the  Father'' s  Name  c    27 

God  is  a  Spirit  jufi  and  nx-ife  3136 

God  of  the  Morning,  at  <yohofe  Voice  a    79 

God  of  the  SeaSy  thy  thundering  Voice  b    70 

God ihe  Eternal  Aivful  Name  b    27 

God  nvho  in  fvariows  Methods  told  a     53 

■Go  preach  niy  Gofpel,  faith  the  Lord  a  12S 

Go  -ivor/hip  at  Immanuerj  Feet  a  146 

Great  Gody  hoiv  infinite  art  Thou  b    67 

Great  Gody  1  o-xun  thy  Sentence  jufl  a      6 

Great  God,  thy  Glories  fh all  employ  b  167 

Gr'eut  G(tdy  to  n.vhat  a  glorious  Height  b  iiz 

Great  King  of  Glory  and  of  Grace  ^  159 

Great  <u>as  ^he  Day,  the  Joy  nx) as  great  b  14.4 
H 

HAD  I  the  Tongues  of  Greeks  and  ]tw%  a  134 
Happy  the  Church,  thou  f acred  F lace    b  '64 

'  ^^PPj  the  Heart  'mbere  Graces  reign  b  ;  38 

Bark  I 


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Hark  !  from  the  Tombs  a  doleful  Sound  b 

i-^ark!  tbe  kedeemtr  jrom  on  high  a 
hear  ^^-jkat  the  Voice  from  Hea^v'n  prcdaims   a 

hence  fern  my  Soul  fad  Thoughts  bt  a  one  b 

here  at  thy  Oofs,  my  dying  God      "^  b 

high  as  I  he  Hea<v'ns  abo've  the  Ground  b 

high  on  a  Hill  of  dazzling  Light  b 

Ho/anna,  (^c,  c  4.2 
Hofanna  to  our  conquering  King                 *      b 

Hofanna  to  the  Prince  of  Light  b 

^OL^nnB.  to  the  Royal  Son                   ^  a 

Hohnnz  iviibMchearful  Sound  b 

H01V  are  thy  Glories  here  difplafd  c 
Hon.v  beauteous  are  their  Feet  ^  a 
hoiK;  can  I  Jink  ivith  fiich  a  Prop                "     b 

how  condefcending  and  kovj  kind  c 

Howjull  of  Angutfh  is  the  Thought  b 

ho^  heu'vy  is  the  Night  a 

H01V  honourable  is  the  Place  a 

hoiu  large  the  Fromife,  hon.v  di^vine  a 

Honju  oft  ka<ve  Sin  and  Satan  fro^e  a 

Uoiu  rich  are  thy  Pro'v'ifions,  Lord  c 

Ho-wfad  our  State  by. Nature  is  b 
Ho^iv  fhall  I praife  th'  Eternal  God 

Mo-xvfhort  and  ha  fly  is  our  Life  ^ 

how /hculd  the  Sons  of  Adam's  Race  a 

hciv  Jirong  thine  Arm  is 3  mighty  God  a 

ho  IV  Jkveet  and  anvful  is  tbe  Place  c 

H01V  tvain  are  all  Things  here  belonv  b 
Hitv  wondVcuj  great,  ho'w  glorious  bright    b 

I  CAN  NOT  bear  thine  Abfertcty  Lord  b 

I  give  immortal  Praije  c 

/  bate  tbe  Temf  Per  and  btJ  Charms  b 

/  lift  my  Banners,  faith  the  Lord  a 

i  love  the  IVindoivs  of  tby  Grace  b 

Tm  not  afiyam'd  to  onvn  tny  Lord  a 

/  fend  tbe  Joys  of  Earth  a'Wity  h 


of  the  Pirft   Lines-^  2:5 » 

Jkig  my  Safviour's  nvottd^roui  Death  b  114. 

^bovah  fpeah,  let  Krael  hear  a    U 

i.-hovah  reigns,  his  Throne  is  high         r  d  i^J* 

iefus,  in  thee  mr  Eyes  behold  ^  HS 

:;fus  invites  his  Saints      _  ^6 

>fus  ij  ^on^  /aZ'iJi;^  the  Skies  c 

isfus,  /Z'^  FvUtj  of  coifant  Grhf  a    i  % 

efus,  nx>e  blefs  thy  Father's  Namg  a    54 

e(us,  'UJ^  ^ff'-'-t'  ^^/or^  thy  Feet  c    iS 

efus,  n.vith  all  thy  Saints  above  b    a9 

?2  Gabriei'j  Hr-i«r:/  a  mighty  Stom  a    59 

n  thine  o^n  Way^,  0  God  of  Lo-ve  a    39 

„q;am  the  ivealthy  Mortals  ml  a    24 

«  i;-t//?  ^ve  Iwv'ijh  out  our  Lii^j  a      9 

^^ff;>^  Gr?>//  ama^ivg  Woe  b    95 

^ci>z  fl//  /^^  Glorious  Vames  ^  105 

/o?3  ad  the  Names  of  Lo've  and  Power  a  149 

s  thii  the  kind  Riturn  t>    74 

K. 
IT"  J';^  ;V  the  Speech  of  Chrift  o«r  Urd        a    75 

L^^^«  wzi^  Guilt,  and  full,  of  Fears  b  119 

Lit  all  our  Tongues  be  one  c      9 

lit  tnjerlajling  GUries  cronxjn  i^  i  3^- 

let  enjery  7mrtal  Far  attend  a      j 

let  God  the  Father  linje  c    aS 

Let  him  embrace  my  Soul  and  li'VS  a    66 

lei  God  the  Maker's  Name  C    31 

let  me  but  hear  my  Sainour  fay  a    15 

Let  mortal  Tongues  attempt  to  fing  a    5S 

Let  others  boafhonx)  frongthry  he  b    19 

Z.^?  Pharifees  of  high  Efieem  a  1 3  5 

Let  the  old  Heathens  tune  their  Songs  b    ^^ 

Ltt  the  Senjenth  Angel  found  on  high  a    65 

Lei  the  njchole  Race  sf  Creatures  he  b    99 

Lei  the  wild  Leopards  sf  the  V/osd  b  160 

Let  them  negUa  thy  Gk^y  Lord  b  ^35 

iSi  let 


iS^  A        T    A    B     L    E 

Let  us  adore  th""  Eternal  Word 
Life  and  immortal  Joys  are  ^'Vtn 
Life  is  the  Time  to  Jerque  the  Lord 
Lift  up  your  Eyes  to  th''  hea'v'nly  Seat 
Like  Sheep  nve  n.uent  ajiray 
Lo  ike  young  Tribes  of  Adam  rife 
Lo  nvbat  a  glorious  Sight  appears 
Lo  ivhat  an  enter tai/itng  Si^ht 
L'ing  hanje  Ifai  beneath  the  Sound 
Look,  gracious  God,  bonjo  nurn'rous  they 
Lord,  at  thy  Temple  ixje  appear 
Lord,  hoiAj  di^vine  thy  Comforts  are 
Lord,  ho-cu  fecure  and  blefi  are  they 
Lord,  houu  fecure  my  Coufcience  ivas 
Lord,  'we  adore  thy  bounticus  Hand 
Lord,  nve  adore  thy  njaji  Dtft^ns 
Lord,  ive  are  blind,  oi'f  Mortals  blind 
Lord,  'we  confefs  our  numerous  Faults 
Lord,  IV hat  a  fechU  Piece 
Lord,  nxhat  a  Hean/n  of  facing  Grace  b 

Lord,  tvhat  a  thougbtlefs  iVretcb  woas  I  a 

Lord,  nvhat  a  nvretehed  Land  is  this  b 

Lord,  ■■zvhen  my  Thoughts  itiih  Wonder  roll       b 
Loud  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  a 

M 

MA  N  has  a  Soul  oj  'vaft  Defires  b 

Mijaken  Souls  that  dream  of  Heanfn     a 
My  dea*-  Redetmer  and  my  Lo'-d  b 

My  drcwfy  Voixers  ivhy  fleep  yon  fo  b 

My  God,  hoiv  tndlefs  is  thy  Lo've  a 

My  God,  my  Life,  my  Lonje  b 

My  Gcd,  my  Portion,  and  my  Love  b 

Mj  God  permit  me  not  to  be  b 

My  God,  the  Spring  of  all  my  Joys  b 

My  God,  nvhat  endlefs  Pleajurcs  dnveU  b 

My  Heart  hovj  dreadful  hard  it  is  b 

My  Scviour  God,  my  Sovereign  Prince  h 

My  Soul  corns  meditate  tht  Buy  b 


of  the  Fjrfu  Lines. 

Mi  Soul  for  fakes  kit  ^ain  Delight 
My  Thoughts  onaivful  Subje^s  roil 
My  Thoughts  furmount  thsfe  lo^.oer  Skies 
N 
'J  A  K  E  D  as  from  the  Earth  ive  cams 
Nature  ivith  all  her  F'o<u:er  fJiall  fing 

!  Nature  nvith  open  Volume  fiands 

\  No,  Pit  repine  at  Death  no  mors 

\  No,  I  /hail  eniy  them  no  more 
No  more,  my  God,  I  boajl  Jio  more 
Nor  Eye  has  feert,  nor  Ear  hat  heard 
Not  all  the  Blood  of  Beafs 
Not  all  the  outxvard  Forms  on  Earth 
Not  different  food  or  different  Drefs 
Not  from  the  Dvjl  Affudion  groivs 
Not  the  Malicious  or  Prophane 
Not  to  condemn  the  Sons  of  Men 
Not  to  the  Terrors  of  the  Lord 
Not  njuiih  our  mortal  Eyes 
No-uj  be  the  God  of  Ifrael  bhf 
Notv  by  the  Boivels  of  my  God 
No^zvfor  a  Tune  of  lofty  Prafe 
No  w  hwve  our  Hearts  imbrac''d  our  God 
No  IV  in  the  Galleries  of  his  Grace 
Nouj  in  the  Heat  of  youthful  Blood 
No~lV  let  afpacious  World  crife 
Noifj  let  our  Pcins  be  all  J  or  got 
No%v  let  the  Lord  my  Swvicur  fmtle 
No^o)  Satvin  comes  njoith  dreadful  Roar 
Noiv  Jhall  my  innxard  Joys  orife 
Nonv  to  the  Lord  a  noble  Song 
Noiv  to  the  Lord  that  makes  us  k.votv 
Now  to  the  Ponder  of  Gcd  fupreme 
Q'' 
For  an  overcoming  Faith 
O !  if  my  Soul  ^wasform'd  for  Wog 
O  the  Almighty  Lord 
O  the  DtlightSy  the  hea'venly  Jovs 
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Often  I  feek  my  Lord  hy  Night  a 

Once  more^  my  SouU   the  rijing  Day  b 

Our  Days  alas,  our  mortal  Days  b 

Our  God  ho-iv  firm  his  Fromife  jlands  b 

Our  Sins  alas,  honv  Jirong  they  be  b 

Our  Souls /hall  magnify  the  Lord  a 

Our  Spirits  join  f  adore  the  Lamb  c 
P 

P  Lunged  in  a  Gulph  of  dark  Defpair  b 

Praife,  e'verlafiing   Praife,  be  paid  b 
R 

RAife  thee^  my  Soulf  fly  up  and  run  b 

Raife )Our  triumphant  Songs  b 
Rife^  rtfet  my  Soul,  and  lea've  the  Ground     b 
S 

SAintSf  at  ycur  Father'' s  hean/ny  Word  a 

Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  Sound  b 

See  ivhere  the  great  incarnate  God  a 

Shall  the  'vile  Race  of  Fle/Jj  and  Blood  a 

Shall  nx)e  ^o  on  to  Sin  a 

Shall  JVifdom  cry  aloud  a 

Shine  mighty  God,  cn'BM^iAn  Jkjne  a 

Shout  to  the  Lord,   and  let  your  Joys  b 

Sin  has  a  Thoufand  treacherous  Arts  b 

Sin  like  a  venomows  Difeafe  b 

Sing  to  the  Lord  that  built  the  Skies  b 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ivith  joyful  Voice  a 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye-  heti'venly  Hofis  b 

Sitting  around  our  Father's  Board  c 

So  did  the  Hebrew  Prophet  rife  a 

So  let  our  Lips  and  Livts  exprefs  a 

So  tienv-born  Babes  defire  the  Brcafi  a 

Stand  up,  my  Soul,  fhake  off  thy  Fears  b 
Stoop  doiun,  my  Thoughts,  that  ufe  to  rife        b 

Straight  is  the  Way,  the  door  is  firaigbt  b 
T 

TBrrible  God,  that  reign" fi  on  high 
That  aivjul  Day  will  fur  fly  comt 


Of  the  Firft  Lines.  ass 

Thee- we  adore y  Eternal  Nam  ^55 

The  Glories  of  my  Maker  God  "71 

th£  God  of  Mercy  be  adored  c    jo 

The  King  of  Glory  fends  his  Son  b  1 3* 

The  Lands  that  long  in  Darknefs  lay  a    1 1 

The  Lanv  by  Mofes  came  f  ^ 

The  Lanv  commands,  and  makes  us  knoiv  b  i  ii 

The  Lord  declares  his  Will  \  i^J 

The  Lord  defcending  from  aho'Vi  b  iiS 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  t>  169 

The  Lord  on  high  proclaims  ^   ^5 

%be  Majef^yof  Solomon  b  113 

The  Memory  of  our  dying  Lord  c    15 

The  fromife  of  my  Father's  Love  «      3 

The  Fromife  nvas  di'vinely  free  o  134 

The  true  Mefliah  nonv  appears  t>    is 

The  Foice  of  my  Belo-vsd  founds  a    69 

The  nvond'ring  World  enquires  to  knoix)  a    75 

There  is  a  Hoiife  ret  ?nade  nviih  Hands  a  iio 

There  is  a  Land  of  pure  Delight  b    66 

There's  no  Ambitisn  ^frveus  my  Heart  333 

There  <ivas  an  Horn  njtfben  Chnft  rfotc'd  a     il 
Thefe  rkrious  Minds  how  bright  they  Jltne         a    41 

This  ?/  the  Word  of  Truth  and  love  b  138 

Thou^  whom  my  Soul  admirrs  above  367 

Thus  did  the  Sons  of  Abraham  pafs  b  127 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  a    80 

Thus  faith  the  Firf,  the  }-reat  Command  a  116 

Thus  faith  the  hiuh  and  lofty  One  a    87 

Thus  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  Shes  b    83 

Thus  faith  the  Mercy  of  the  Lord  a  121 

Thus  faith  the  Wifdom  of  the  Lord  a    93 

Thy  Favours y  Lord,  Jurprizeour  Souls  b    45 

Ti^ne,  what  an  empty  Fapour  "iis  b    ^8 

^Tis  by  the  Faith  of  Joys  to  co7ne  b  129 

'Tis  from  the  Treafures  of  bts  Word  a  147 

"T/V  not  the  Law  of  ten  Commands  b  124 

Tq  God  the  only  Wife  a    51 

M  3  -o 
/ 


2s6  A      T    A    B    L    E 

Ty  /y'm  that  ehof»  us  firjl  c 

^'7'znas  by  an  Ordf.r  from  the  Lord  h 

^T'ljuas  on  that  darky  that  doleful  Night  c 

T^vas  the  Commiffion  of  our  Lord  a 
V 

VA'xn  are  the  Mopes  the  Sons  of  Men  a 

yain  are  the  Hopes  that  Rebels  place  a 

Vnfbaken  as  the  [acred  Hill  a 

Up  to  the  Field  ivhere  Angels  lie  b 

Up  to  the  Lord  that  reigns  on  high  b 
W 

WE  are  a  Garden  ivaWd  around  a 

We  bhfs  the  Frophet  cf  the  Lord  b 

^^  fi^g  ^be  amn%ing  Deeds  C 

Wefmg  the  Glories  of  thy  Lo-ve  a 

Welcome  fnveet  Day  of  Reji  b 

Well^  the  Redeemer's  gone                 ,  b 

What  different  ton.vers  of  Grace  and  Sin  b 

What  equal  Honours  fkall  nve  bring  a 

What  happy  Men  or  Angels  thefe  a 

What  mighty  Man,  or  mivhiy  God  a 

Whence  do  our  mournfiu  Thoughts  arift  a 

When  I  can  read  my  Title  clear  b 

Whin  in  the  Light  of  Faith  Dii'ins  b 

When  I  furt'cy  the  luond^rous   Crofs  C 

When  IV e  are  rais\l  from  d'Cp  Dijirefs  a 

When  Strangers  fiand  and  hear  me  tell  a 

F/henthe  firji  Parents  cf  cur  Race  b 

7/hen  the  great  Builder  fretch'd  the  Skies  b 

Where  are  th'  Mourne<  s,  fni:h  the  Lord  b 

Who  can^d^^ibs  the  Joys  that  rife  a 

Who  has  helit'v'd  thy  Word                ^  a 

Who  IS  this  fair  One  in  Dijirefs          -.  a 

Whcf)alt  the  Lord's  ElcSl  condefnn  a 

Why  dtd  ihi  Jews  proclaim  their  Rage  a 

Why  docs  your  Face,  ye  humble  Souls  b 

Why  do  ive  mourn  departing  Friends  b 

Why  is  my  Heart  fo  far  fro/n  the-e  b 


of  the  FiiH  Lines. 

Whv  Jhould  the  Children  of  a  King 
Whyjhould  this  Earth  delight  us  fo^ 
Jf'hy  jJ}ould  ^veftari  andjear  to  dte 
With  chearful  '/oice  I J^g 
With  hoi/Fear  and  humble  Song 
V/ith  Joy  ive  meditate  the  Grace 

YE  Saints,  honjj  h-vely  is  the  2  lace 
Ye  Sons  of  Adam,  ^atn  and  young 
Ye  that  obey  the  immortal  Ktng 
Ti 
I  0  N  rejoue,  and  Judah  Jing 


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b  164. 
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a  148 
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A 

TABLE 

To  find  any  Hymn  by  the  Title 
or  Contents  of  it. 


Note,  Tig  Letters^  a,  b,  c,  fignify  ihe  firfi^  feco-nt^ 
and  thi'd  Book  :  T he  Figures  dire^  to  the  Hymn, 
Jf  ysu  find  not  nxhat  Hymn  you  feek  uridir  one 
Word  of  the  Title  ^  feek  it  under  another^  or  by  feme 
Word  that  is  cf  ihe  fame  Signification^  tho^  per- 
haps not  mentioned  in  the  Title  of  the  Hymn. 


/lAron  and  Chrifl  a  14.5 
-^  Mofei  k  J'fhua  b  i  m 
Ahra'm''%  Bleiling  on  the 
Gentiles  a  60,  113,  1 14 
b  134.  Ofi'ering  his 
Son  a  129 

Abftnce  and  Prefence  of 
God     b    93,    94,  100. 
From  Gcd  forever  in- 
tolerable b  107 
Accefs  to  the  Throne  by 
a  Mediator           b  108 
Adam  his  Fall      a    107. 
Corrupt  Nature   from 
him  b  T18,  the  fit  (I  & 
the  fecond    a    57,   124 
Adoption  a  64,  143,  and 
Election  a  54 


Adnjocate.  See  Chrifi 
Int^rceffion. 

y^/f//io«iinconftant  b  ao 
Unfrmaify'd         b  165 

Affiiaed.  Chnfi\  Coin- 
pa(Ti(  n  to  them     a  125 

Afflitiions  removed  a  87 
Submitted  to  a  5,  129 
b  IC9.  Support  and 
Comfort  under  them  ii 
50,  65.  And  Death 
and  Providence     a   83 

Almofl  Chriftian     b  158 

Angels  Sinning  b  24. 
Standing  and  Falling  b 
27.  Praife  ye  theLo.d 
b  27.  Puniflied  &  Man 
faved  b  96,  97.  Their 
Mmiitiy 


A  Table  of  Contents.  259 

Miniilry  to  Cbri^  and  Ble/ed  are  the  Dead  in 
Saints  b  18,  112,  113  the  Lord  a  j8.  Society 
'imbiiion^  &c.  b  loi     in  Heaven     b    33,    75 

.:>;^^r  of  God.  See  BlejJ'ednefi  &  Bufinefs  of 

Wrath,  Vengeance,  Hell.     Heaven,  a  40,  41.  b  86. 

AnfT.vers  io  tht  QhwicWs  Only  in  God  b  93,  9j.j 
Prayers  a  30  «       100 

Anti-Cbriji  his  Ruin,  a  BleJJing  of  Ahraham  on 
29,  56,  59.  See  Emmies,     the  Gmi'iles  a  113,  114, 

A p  9ft  ate  b  15S  b  134 

Apofiles  commifiion  a  128  Blood  Siiid  Flefh  of  C/;rj/f 

-rf/cf/^a«  &  Rcfurreftion  is  our  Fo()d  c  17,  18, 
of  ChriJ}  .     b  76     the  Seal  of  the  New- 

£ff^f,ance  againft  Temp-     Teftament  c  3.     The 

tations  a  15,  3a,  b  50,     Spirit  &  the  Water  c  9 

65   Boaftmg  excluded  a   96 

Ajjurance  of  Heaveji,  a  ficr/zV/  frail.  See  Zj^^. 
27,  b  65.  Of  the  Love  5o(?,^  of  Gcd's  Decrees 
of  Chrtji     a   14.   b.  7  3  b  99 

Of  Faith  a  103  Brf^z^^of  Life  is  Chr'tji  c  5 

Attributes.     See  God.         Breathing  towards  Hea- 
B  ven  b  23 

"DAbylon  fAlIing    a    56,  Britain's  God  praifed  b  t 

•^   59.  ^zt  Er.emi  s.  For  Deliv  ranee  b   92 

iS;7r;^^?V;»^j  and  Returns  Burial  h  63,  with  C/3^?/? 
b  20     in  Baptiiin,  a  122,  and 

Baptifm  a  52.  Preaching  Death  of  a  Saiiit  b  3 
and  the  Lord's  Supper  C 

b  141.  &  Circuir.cifion  f  Anaan  and  Heaven 
a    121.    b.    1^7.     134.  ^  b  66.  124 

Burial  With  C/5?ri^  a  122  Cari>?«/Jors  parted  with 

Beatitudes  a  10s     b    io    11.  Rtafon 

Belie've    and    be    faved     hur.ibled  a   u,  1% 

a  100  Ceremonial.       See  La-w, 

Belie'V£r  baptifed  a   52,     Types,  Friffi. 

122  Characters  of  the  Chil- 

.g/V/^,  fir  ft  and  fecond  dren  of  God,  a  143  of 
a  9-5,  99.  Of  Chrijiy  Chriji  a  146--- 150  of 
Miracles  at  it   b   136  M  5,      BlelTedaels 


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Bl^fTednefs  a  loz    Heaven,  vifits  the  Earth 

Charity  and  Uncharita-  a  76 

blencfs,      a     126,  and  Enjoyment  of  him  b  15 
Love  a  130,   133     16.    His   Eternity  a  a", 

C^/Zi^.-fOfl  in  the  Covenant    92.      Example    b   139. 
ot    Grace    a    113,    114.     Excellencies  a  51  b  17 
Devoted  to  God,  a  121  Faith  and  Knowledge  of 
b  127    him  a  103^    his   Fiefti 
Cbriji.     See    Lord,    and     and  Blood    cur    Food 
Aaron  a  145  and    Adam    c   17,   18.     Found  and 
a    124    his    Afcenfion    brought  to  the  Chinch 
b  76  a  71 

Beatific  Sight  of  him  His  Glory  in  Heaven  b 
b  75.  Beloved  defcrib-  91.  God  reconciled  in 
ed  a  75,  the  Bread  of  him  b  148.  Grace 
Life  c   5    given  us  in  him  a  137 

His  Care  of  the  young  &  b  40 

feeble  a  125,  138,  and  High  Prieft  and  King,  a 
the  Church,  feeking,  61.  his  Human  &  Di- 
finding,  fefr  Ste  Church  vine  Nature  a  z,  13^ 
Coming  to  judge, "a  61  ig*  Humiliation  and 
his  Comirifiion  b  103,  Exaltation  a  i,  63,  141 
I04.  Communion  with    14.2.    b   5.,  43,    81,    83, 

him,    a  66 71.   and     84.  c  10,  16. 

Saints,  a  67,  76.  c  2,  His  Incarnation  a  3,  13, 
Compared  to  inanimate  InterceiTion  b  36,  37, 
Things  a  146.  His  118.  Invitation  to  Sin- 
Coronation  and  Efpou-  ners  a  127 
fals  a  72.  His  Crols  The  King  at  his  Table 
not  to  be  afhamed  of  a  66.  His  Kingdom 
c  19.  Crucify 'd,  God's  among  Men,  a  3,  21, 
Wildcm  &  Power  c  10.  Knowledge  and  Faith 
Da'vid's  Son  a  16,  50.  in  him  a  103 
His  Death  caus'd"bySin  The  Lamb  of  God,  a  i, 
b  81.  Grace  and  Glory  64.  His  Love  to  the  . 
by  it,  c  23.  Vi<5fory  &  Church  a  14.  17.  under 
Kingdom  b  114.  his  Defertion  b  50.  (hed 
Divine  Nature  a  i,  13,  abroad  in  the  Heart 
92,    b  civ     Dwells  in                           .    a  I35« 


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J35.      To  Men  a  92.    a84. 85,  97.Righi:eourc 
Lilted  up    a  iii.  nefs  valuabie,        a  209 

Miniftered  to  by  Angels  His  Sacrifice  b  342.  an.d 
b  112,  113.  Miracies  Intercefiion  b  118.  Sal- 
at  the  Birth  of  Cbriji  vation,  Righteoufnefs 
b  136.  Miracles  in  his  and  Strength  in  him 
Life,  Death,  and  Re-  a  15,  84,  85,  97,  980 
furre(5lion  b  137.  and  OurSandiiicationa  97. 
Mofes  ^  118,  49  98,  Satan  at  Enmiry,  a 

-Names  and  Titles,  a  147    107.  Saints  in  his  Hand 
14.8.    Natirity  a  3,    13     a  138.     Our   Shepherd 
Obeyed  or  rehlttd  a  93.     a  8,  14s,  The  Subftance 
Hi*  Offices  a  14.9,  150.    of  the  Types  b  12.  fent 
b  132    by  the  Father  a  100.^ b 
Pardon  &  Strength  fr-om    103,   104.   His  SufFer- 
him  c  24,  Our  Paffover    ings  c  16.  &  godly  Sor- 
b  155.  His  Perfon  glo-    row  b  9,  106  and  Glory 
rious  and  gracious  a  75    a  i,  62,    63,  b  43,  81, 
b  47.    Our  Phyfician  a     83,   84-  c  10. 
iia.   His    Pity   to  the  His Titlesand  Kingdom 
Afflifted  and  Tempted    a   13.    Triumph    over 
a  125.   His  Prielihood     our  Enemies  a  28,  29. 
a  145.  b  118.    his  Pre-     Types  and  Prophecies 
_  fence,  kePrefence.FrO'    of  him  ^   MS 

phecies,  and  Types  of  Viftory  over  Satan  a  89 
him  b  135.  Prophet,  Death  and  Hell  c  21 
Piieft,  and  King  a  25.  unfeen  and  beloved  a 
b  1 32.  our  Prophet  and  108 

Teacher  a  93    Wifdom  of  God  a  gz 

Redemption.  ^etRedeem  our  Wifdom  and  RJgh- 
Rejefted  by  the  Jenvs  teoufnefs  a  97,  9S 
a  141.  Reiurredlion,  b  Wor&ip'd  by  the  Crea- 
72,   76.    Is  cur  Hope    tion  a  62 

a  26.  Refurreftion,  Chpjiiany  See  Saint s^ 
Life,  and  Death  mira-  Spiritual,  &c.  Religion 
culousbi37.  Reveal'd  its  ExcelleHcy  b  131 
to  Man  a  10.  To  Babes  Almoft  b  158.  Virtues 
a  II,  12.  Righ-eouf-  b  161 
nefs  &  Strength  in  him  M6         Churcb, 


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Chureh.  See  Worftip,  C.ondefcenfv:n\.€)Om^-Qr- 
Sainis,  Spirttuol.  lu  fhip  b  4.5.  Affairs  b  4.6 
Safety  and  Hrote^ion  Confeffion  and  Pardon 
a  8,  59,  I)  64,  gj.     Its  a  ij^' 

Enemies  flain  by  Chriji  Co»/a^/7rf  good,  tke Plea-.' 
a  21,  29.  Conveifing  fure  of  ir  b  57.  fecurc 
with  r /6r//?,  I'iz.  feek-  and  awaken'd  a  11^ 
ing,  finding,  callingr.  Ci?«/7«;?ryin  the  Gorpelb^ 
anfwering  a  66  --71.  Contention  Scho^Q  d>.  139 
Undei  God'sCare  a  39.  Con^oerfion  a  i^^..  b  155 
Efpoufalj,  with  C/6r/yV  a     tlie  Difficulty   of   it  b 

7z.  Beauiy  in  the  Eyes     j6i.  dtlay'd  a  88 91 

of  Chrijl  a  73.  The  The  -  Joy  of  Heavea 
Garden  of  Lhrifi  a    74  a  loi 

Circumcijion  aboiiflied  b  Con-viclion  of  Sin  by  the 

134  and  Baptifm  a  121     Law  a  94,  115.  by  the 

b  127     Crofs  of  Chrif  b  81,  95 

C/orti'/'/^^ Spiritual  a  7  40  Corr;/^/     Nature      from 

Comfort  iii  the  Covenant     AduTn  a  51.  b  l^% 

with  Chriji  b  40.  re-  Co'venajit  of  Grace  a  9 
ftor'd  b  73.  See  Pardon.  Children  therein  a  1 13, 
In  Sorrows  of  Mind  &  114.  feal'd  and  Avorn 
Body  b  50  65     a  139  c  3.   Hope  in    it 

Communion  with  Chriji  a  759,  made  with  C/'r?/? 
and  Saints  a  a.  Between  oar  Comfort  b  40.  Of 
Chriji  and  the  Church  Woiks.  See  Laoc  and 
a  64---7I.  b  15,   j6  Gofpd. 

Compajfion  of  a  dying  Ccveioufnefs,  ice.  a  24, 
Cbriji  c  22.  to  be  afHic-  b  56,  101. 

ted  a  125  Courage  and  Conllancy 

iC^w//<ai«/cfa  hard  heart  a  14,  15,  48.  b  4,  65 
b  98,  cif  Defertion  and  Creation  a  92  b  71,  147 
Temptations  b  i<?3.  of  New  h  133.  Preferva- 
Dulnefs  b34.ofindwel-  tion,  &c.  of  this  World 
ling  Sin  a  115.  of  In-  b  i<3 

gratitude  b  74.  of  Sloth  Creatures pra\Ce  the  Lord 
&  Negligence  b  25.  32.     b  71.  Love  dangerous, 

Condemnation  by  the  Law    b  48.  God  above  them, 
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a  82.  their  Vanity  b  14.6 

Crofi    of  Cbrijf  is    our 

Glory  c  19  Repentance 

flowing  from  it  b  I06 

Salvation     in    it   b    4 

Cruciiixlon       to     the 

World  by  it  c  7 

Cur^e  and  Proniife  a  107 

Cujiom  in  Sin  b  160 

T^Angers  of  oar  earthly 

•^-^  Filgrinia.se  b  53.  of 
Death  and  Hell  b  55 
cf  Love  to  the  Crea- 
tures b  48 

Darknefs  difpell'd  by 
Chrijl's  Prefence  b  54 
of  Providence    b    109 

Day  of  Grace  and  Time 
of  Duty  a  g8.  of  Judg- 
ment 345,  61,  65,  89,.  90 

Ds-ad  in  the  Lord,   their 

BlefTednefs  a  a&.  to  Sin 

by  the  Crofs  of  Chriji 

a  J06 

D.ath.  See  Chrijt,  and 
Affli6]ions  under  Pro- 
vidence a  83.  terrible  to 
the  Unconvejted  a  91 
made  eafy  by  the  Sight 
ofChriftc  14  b  31.  Ey 
a  S  ght  of  Heaven  b  66 
God's  Prefence  in  it 
b  49,  119.  our  Fear  of 
it  b  31.  defirable  a  19 
b  61.  overcome  a  17 
triumphed  over  a  6.  b 
210.  prepar'd  for  a  zj 
b  63.  of  a  Sinner  a  24 
b  a.   and   Burial  of  a 


Saint  a    18.  b   3.   and 

Eternity    b    a8.-     and 

-Glory  a  lid.  b  61,  and 

the  Refurreftion  b   3, 

I02,    no.  of    Mojls  at 

Gid's  Command  b  49 

di  eadful  and  delightful 

b  52 

Decittfulnpfs  of  Sin  b  150 

Decrees  of  God  a  11,  12, 

9^,  1170  99 

Deily  oi  Chriji  a  s,  13,  92 

b     51 

Delay  of  Converfion  a 

2S-"9i  b  25,    32 

Delight  in  Wcrlhip  b  14 

in  God   b  42.  in  Con- 

verfe  with  Chrill  b  15 16 

Deli'verance    b    3.      See 

Enemies.  Church.    And 

SubmiiTion  a  119.  from 

fpirituai  Enemy  a   47 

b  65,  82 

De-pendance.     See  Faith. 

Defer iion  &  Temptation 

complain'd    of    b  163 

Dffireo{Chrifi''%  Prefence 

b   loo.      See   more  in 

Hea<ve7i,  ChriJ},Lo^e,SiC. 

Defpair  8c  Prefumption 

a  115,  b  1565  157 

Deruil  vanquifn'd  a   58, 

See  Fi^ory. 
Demotion  fervent  defir'd 
b  34 
Difficulty  of  Converfion 
b  161 
Diffohtion  of  this  World 
bi3 

Difeafe . 


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Difeafe.     See  Sicknefs. 

D'ijli?nper.  Folly  and 
Madnefs  of  Sin  b  153 

Dijiinguijhing  Love  a  11, 
12,   965    117.   b  96,   97 

Di'vine.  See  God,  Deity^ 
&c. 

Dominion Ci^Qodi  and  our 
Deliverance  b  3.  Eter- 
nal b  67.  over  the  Sea 
b  70 

Doubts  Sc  Fears  fuppi  elt 
b  73 

DuUntfj  fpirituai     b  25 


'PArth,   no  Reft  on  it 

•*-'  b  146.  and  Heaven 
b  10,  II,  53 

Effujkn  of  the  Spirit 
b   144 

EleSiion  excludes  boaft- 
\  ing  a  96.  Free  a  11, 
/  12,  54,  117.  See  De- 
cree I. 

End  of  the  World  b  164 

Enemies  of  the  Church 
difappointed  b  91,  92. 
Salvation  fi-om  them 
b  82.  triumphed  over 
by  Chrift  a  28,  29.  See 
Church,Babylon,MtchaeL 

Enjoyment  of  Chrift  b  15, 
36.  See  Worjhip. 

Enmity  between  Cbriji 
and  Satan  a  107 

En'vy  and  Love     a  130 

Efpoufals  of  the  Church 
to  Chrift  a  7» 


Efiahiijhment    in    Grace 
b  82 

Eternity  of  God  b  17.  of 
his  Dominion  b  67.  and 
Death  b  28.  fucceeding 
this  Life  b  55.  See 
Hea-jen,  Death. 

E'vening  and   Morning 

Hymns  a  79,   80,  81. 

b    6,  7,    8 

Exaltation.  See  Ctrijl, 
Glory,  Sufferings,  &c. 

Example  of  Chrilt  b  i  39. 
of  Saints  b  140 

Excillency  of  the  Chri- 
Itian  Religion      b  131 

F 
TOAithin  Things  unfeen- 

■^  a  120.  b  129.  and 
Knowledge  of  Chrift 
a  103.  Love  and  Joy 
a  ic8.  and  Unbelief 
b  125.  living  and  dead 
a  140.  afiifted  by  Senfe 
b  141.  its  Joy  b  162.  in 
Chrift  our  Sacrifice  b 
142.  and  Salvation  a 
100.  of  Aflu ranee  a 
103.  and  Sight  a  no 
b  145.  triumphing  in 
Chrift  a  14.  for  Pardon 
and  Sanftification  b 
90.  Faith  and  Reafon 
b  87,  109 

Fa  ithfulnefsof  G  0  d  's  Pro- 
mifes  b  40,  60,  6^ 

Fall  of  Angels  and  Men 

b  24.  and  Kectvery  of 

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Man 
Fears  and 

prell 
Fe/^Ji  of  Love  a 

1  liumph  c  21. 

Gofpel  a   7.   c 

made  &  Gueft 


aiojbyS     C13,     15.     Ahrakam'^ 

Doubts  fup-     Blcffing  on  them  a  u^ 

b    73  114,  b  134 

68.   of  G  lor  iff  d    Martyrs    and 

of    the     Saints  a  40,  41. 

Glory  zxi^  Death  a  no. 


i2j    20 

invited 

c  13 

FdloiK)jbtp  .^ttCommumon 

Fervency    of     Devotion 

defir'd  b  34 

feiv  laved  ^^  iS^ 

F/c/^  and  Blood  of  Chrift 

the  beft  Food  c  17,  18, 

our  Tabernacle  a  110. 

and  Spirit  b  143 

Food  Spiritual  a  7,  67,  68 

74.    b    15,    See   Ft  aft. 

Folly  and  Madnefs  of  Sin 

b  J  53 

Forbearance.  See  Patience 

Forgi%>enefs.  See  Pardon. 

Formality     in    Worfhip 

a  136 

Frail.    See  Li/>,  //^^j/zZ'. 

Fo  rge  tfu  Inefs  b  1 6  5 

Frailty  and  Folly     b  32 

Fr^f-.  See  Grace ^  EleSion. 

Freedom    from  Sin  and 

Mifcry  in  Heaven  b  86 

Funeral  Thought  b  63. 

See   Death,  Burial. 

G 
r^Arden  of  Chrift  is  the 
^^  Church  a  74 

Garment    of 


b  61,  See  Hea'ven.  Of 
God  above  our  Reafon 
b  87.  of  Chrift  in  Hea- 
ven b  91.  See  Chrift. 
And  Grace  by  the 
Death  of  CJirift  c  23. 
Juftitication  &  San^i- 
fication  a  3.  To  the 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy 

Ghoft  c  26 41.    of 

God  in  the  Goipel  b 
126,  and  Grace  in  the 
Perfon  of  Chrift  b  47 
&  Sufferings  of  Chrift 
b  43.  See  Sufferings. 
Glorying  in  the  Crofs  of 
Chrift  c  19 

God  all  in  all  b  92,  94. 
His  Abfence,  his  Attri- 
butes  b  51,  166,  169. 
glorify'd  by  Chrift  b 
I26  c  10.  the  Avenger 
of  his  Saints  b  115 
Care  of  his  Church  a  39 
Condeftenfion  to  hu- 
man Affairs  b  36  to  our 
Worsliip  b  45,  the 
Creator  and  Redeemer 
t>35 


Salvation  Our  Delight  b  42,  our 
a  7,   20     Defence  a  47.  Domi- 
Ceniiles,  Chrift  revealed     nion  over  the  Sea  b  70 
to  them  a  10,  13,  50^  Dominion 


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Dominion  and  cur  De-     from  Earth  b  41  Sove- 
liverance  b  II  I.  dwells     reign  b  173 

with  the  Humble  a  87  Terrible  Ma-jefly  b  2.2. 
Eternity   b  17.    Eternal     and  Mercy   b  80.   his 
Dominion  b  67.  Ever-     Truth  b  60,   69 

lafting  Absence  intole-  Vengeance     b  44,    62. 
rauJe  b  100,   107     Unity   and   Trinity   c 

Far  above  his  Creatures  26— -41 

a  82,  the  Father,  Son,  His  Word  a  53.   Wrath 

and  Spirit  c    26 41     and  Mercy  341 

his   Faithfulnefs  to  his  Goodnefs  of  God  b  58,74 
Promifes  b  So,  69     See  Grace.  And  Power 

Glory    and  Defence  of    of  God  342. b  80 

Sion  b  64,  his  Glory's  Gofpd  Feaft  c  12,  See 
above  our  Reafcn  b  S7  Grace,  FeaJ}.  Invitation 
his  Goodnefs  b  58.  80  and  Provifion  a  7.  c  20 
his  Grace,  i'^f^  Grace.  Times  their  Bleffednefs 
Government  from  him-  a  10.  See  Scripture^ 
b  149,  Holinefs,  juftice  Glorifies  God  b  126 
and  Sovereignty  a  80  No  Liberty  to  Sin.  a 
Invifible  b  ^6.  Incom-  ic6, 132,  140.  Not  artia- 
prehenfible  b  87,  170  med  of  it  a  I03,  c.  19. 
His  Kingdom  Supreme  and  Law  a  94.  b  no, 
b  115,  his  Love  in  fend-  121,  124.  finn'd  againft 
ing  his  Son  a  100.  a  iiS,  its  different  Suc^ 

And     our      Neigiibour     cefs,  a  119.  b  144.  Mi- 
loved  aii6     niltry  a  10.  attefted  by 
Our  Portion    or  Chief    Miracles  a  128.  b  136. 
Good                b  93,  94    137.   its    glorious    Ef- 
His  Power    b   80,   and    fe(5>s  b  13S 
Goodnefs  b  6,  7,  8.  His  Go'vtrnment  fiom    God 
Praife.  See  Praife.  Pre-  b  149 
fence   in   Life  snd    at  Grace  and  Glory  by  the 
Death  b   115.  ^^^  Pre-     De.uh  of  Chrift  c  23. 
fence.  Preferver  of  our    of  the  Spirit  a  [02.  Con- 
Lives  b  6r7,  8, 19  Pro-    verting  b  139.  in  Exer- 
niife    and  Truth    un-     cife  c  25.  juttifies  a  94. 
changeable           a  139    fandifies   and  faves  a 
Sight  of  him  weans  us  211. 


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ihip  of  it  humble  b  68 
Freedom  from  Sin  and 
Mifery  there  b  86.  ho- 
ped for  by  Chrift's  Re- 
fur  reSion  a  7.6,  Infu- 
red  and  prepared  for 
a  27.  Chrift's  Dwelling 
Place  a  76.  b  91.  Sight 
of  God  and  Chrift  there 
b  13.  blefl'ed  Society 
there  b  23.  defir'db  68 


MI.  not  convey'd  by 
Parents  a  99,  afl  fuffi- 
cient  in  Duty  &  Suffer- 
ings a  25,  32,  104  given 
in  Chrilt  a  137,  Cove- 
nant a  9.  Children  in 
it  a  113,  114,  and  Holi- 
nefs  a  132.  Eleding  a 
54.  its  Freedom  and 
Sovereignty  a  11,  12, 
96,    117,  b  ^6,  97,  and 

Glory  in  the  Perion  of  Hewvenly  Mindednefs  b 
Chriit  b  47,  adopirng  $-].  Joy  on  Earth  b  13 
a  64.  perfevering  a  51.  30,    59 

Promifes  a  7,  9,  Throne  Hell  and  Death  b  2.  and 
acceptable  by  Chrift  b    Judgment    a  45^    -vo-j, 
36;  37,  T08     D  62.  or  the  Vengeance 

Cra/Z/w^^  for  Divine  Fa-    of  God  b  22,  44J.    The 
vours  b  119    holy  Fear  of  it  b-107 

Great    Brifam^s       God  Htzekiali^    Song    a    ^^ 
praifed  b  1  Hcly.     See  Spirit 

H  Hc'Unefs.  See  Grace,  Spi^ 

JLJAppinefs.  See  Ble/Ted    ritual  San8ijicGtion. 

^-*  Hea<ven,  Hardnefs  of    andSovej  eignty  of  God 
Heart  b  98     a  82,  86.  and  Grace  a 

Hatred  ■Aw^l^Qvt  a  130     132,    140.   its  Charac- 

Health  preferved  b  6,  7,     ters  a  102 

8,  J 9.  reftored      a  55  Honour  vain  b  loi.    To 

Heanjen  and  Eirth  b  10,     Magiftrates  b  149 

Ji,   5j.  and  Hell  345  Hope  o^  the  Living  a  88 
Inviiible   and  Holy,  a     givesLight&  Strength 


105.  Meditation  of  it 
b  161  Joy  there  for 
repenting  Sinners  a  loi 
Its^BlefTednefs  &  Buii- 
ners,.a4o,  41.  the  Hope 
of  it  our  Support  b  65. 
Its  Profpea  makes 
Death  eafy  b  66.  Wor- 


b  129.  In  the  Covenant 
a  139.  of  Heaven  by 
Chr  It's  RefurredHcn  a 
26.  of  Heaven  our  Sup- 
port under  Trials  b  6^ 
of  the  R~efu.rre^iD?i  b  3. 
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Hofanna  to  Ch rift  a  16.  /z»/j!'ir<?/zV«  and  Prophecy 

c  42,  Sec.     ^  b  151 

Human    Affairs    conde-  Injlitution  oHlie  Lord's 

fcended  toby  God  b46  bupper                       c  i 

Nature  of  Chrift  a  13-,  Infufficiency  oiS^li  K\g\\- 

23  teoufnefs                b  154. 

Humble  God's  Dwelling  InterceJJion  of  Cl^rlftb  36 

a  87.  Enlightiied  a  11,  37,  118 

ii,  50.         Worfliip  of  In'vitation  of  Chrift  an- 

Heavea                   b  68  fwer'd  a    70.    of   the 


Humiliation.  See  Chrift, 
Sufferings,  &c.  And 
Fiaytr  publick        a  30 

Humility  ^nd  Pride  a  127 
and  Mceknefs  a  102. 
in  Heaven  b  68 


Gofpel   a  79,    117.    c 

13,  20 

jobn  the  Baptift's  Mef- 

fage  a  50 

Jojhuay  Aaron  &  Af-y>/ 

b  124 


Hypocrify   and  Sincerity  ^^oj;,  Fakh  and  Love,  a 
a  136.     Hypocrite,    or     108   of  Faith    b    162. 
Carnal  parted   with  b 
II.  Heavenly  upon 


almoft  Chriftian,  b  158 

^Ealoufy  of  our  Love  to 
J   Chrift  a  73.  Jefus. 

See  Lord,   Chrift. 
Jews.  See  Mofes,  Gofpel 
Chrift,  Gentiles 
J^norants  enlightned    a 
II,  la 
Ignorance  and  Unfruit- 
ful nefs  b  165 
Impenitence  b  125 
Incarnation  of  Chrift  a  2 
3,  13,  60 
IncomprthenfibhGoi^  b  87 
and  Iwvifible  b  26 
Inconjiancy  of  our  Love 
b  20 
Infants.      See  Children. 
Ingratitude    complained 
of  b  74 


Earth  a  135.  b  30,  59 
Spiritual  reftored  b  73. 
See  more  in  Delight. 
Comfort. 

Jucigmint  Day  z /i-^j  65, 
89,  9c.  and  Helf  b  62 
Chrift  coming  to  it  a  61 

Jujiice,  &c.  of  God  a  86 

'J unification  a  14.  See 
Pardon.  By  Faiih,  not 
by  Works  a  94,  I09 
and  Sandification  a  7 
20,  80,  85.  b  90.  and 
Glory  a  3 

K 
JZInodom  and  Title  of 

-^Chrift  a  13.  of  Chrift 

among  Men  a  ai,  65. 

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a6'c, 


-  of  God  Eternal  ^  b  (.-j. 
Sapieme  '^  ^^s 

Knowledge  and  Faith  in 
Chrift  a  105.  Saving 
from  God  a  11,  12,  93. 

L 
T  Amh  that  wss  flain  a 

•^-^  I,  25,  62.  %&tCkrtfi. 

Laiv  convinces  of  fcin 
a  T5.  condemns  a  9^. 
and  Gofpel  b  120,  121, 
124.  and  Gofpel  linn'd 
againft  a  128 

Le'vitical?r\Q&hooA  ful- 
filled in  Chrift  b  1 2 
Life  frail  &  facceeding 
Eternity  b  55.  preferv'd 
b  6,  7,  8,  1-9.  fnort  frail 
miferable  a  82,  b  39, 
58.  TheDsyof  Grace 
and  Hope  a  88 

Light  and  Salvation  by 
Jefus  Chrift  a  50.  in 
Darknefs  by  the  Pre- 
fence  of  God  b  54 
Given  to  the  Blind 
a  II,   22 

Lord  Jefus  at  his  own 
Table  a  66,  c  1^.  Sup- 
per, Preaching,  and 
Baptifm  b  141.  Sapper 
inftituted  c  i.  Diy  a  72, 
Delightful  b  14.  Table 
provided  fcr  c  20,  See 
more  in   Chriil:. 

£i/a;^of  Chrift  linchange- 
able  a  14,  59.  fhed 
abrcad  in  the  Heart 
a  135.   its   Banquet   a 


68,  c  13.  of  Chrift  in 
Words  and  Deeds  a  77 
of  Chrift  its  Strength  a 
78,  unfeen  a  108.  to 
Chrift  b  ICO.  to  God 
pieafant  and  pow^erfui 
b  38.  and  Hatred  a  130 
Faith  and  Joy  a  108, 
and  Charity  a  333.  of 
God  in  fending  his  Son 
a  100,  b  103,  104.  to 
God  &  our  Neighbour 
a  116.  Religion  vain 
without  it,  a"i 34.  Peace 
and  Meeknefs  a  102. 
of  Chrift  dying  c  4,  22 
XX>  Godinconftant  b  20 
to  the  Creature  dange- 
rous b  48  Diftinguifti- 
ing  a  II,  12,  b  96^  57 

M 
Tk4Adnsfs,  Folly  &Dt- 
*"-*  ftemper  of  Sin  b  153 
Magif  rates  hcno'ured 
b  149 
Moj(fy  of  God  terrible 

b  22^     62 

Malice  and  Love  a  130 
Man  fayed  and  Angels 
punifned  b  96,  97  mor- 
tal and  vain  a  82.  his 
Fail&  Recovery  a  i^j 
Martyrdom         a  14,  c  a. 
Martjrs  glorified  a  4c .  4. i 
Mary  the  Virgin's  i^ciig 
a  6a 
Mediator  the  Wsy  to  the 
Throne  of  Grace  b  5  oS       ^, 
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Mediation  of  Heaven  b    Corrupt    from     A^^am 

i6z    and     Retirement  a  57,  b  128 

b  122  Niiv  Covenant  feai'd  c 

Memory  weak  b  165     3.  Promires  a  7.  Tefta- 

Memorial  of  our  abfent    ment  in  tke  Blood  of 

Lord  C  6     Thrift  c   3.  Birth  a  95 

MfJJiah  born  a  60  come  No'vember  ^th.   A  Song 

b  iz    of  Praife  b  9* 

Michael's  War  with  the  O 

Dragon  a,  58  rxBedience    evangelical 

Minijlers  Commiffiort      ^  a  140, 14.J 

a  128  Old  Agty  and  Death  of 

Minijier  of  Angels,  b  18     the  Unconverted  a  91 

of  the  Gofpel  a  lo  Offence  not  to  be  given 

Mifery  and  Sin  banilh'd  a  I26 

frcra  Heaven  b  86.  and  Oj^cr/    and    Operations 

Shortnefs  of  Life  b  39.    of  the   Holy  Spirit   133 

without  God     in    the    and    of  Chrift    a  146 

World  b  56  of  Sinners.  •        150,  bi3» 

^e&Sinnner,DeathiY{t\\.  OIlveTrte^.     the    wild 

Morning     and   Evening    and   goed  a  114 

Songs    a   79,    80,     81,  Ordinances.  See  Worj:.  ipy 

b  6,  7,  8     Lord's  Supper. 

Mortality  and  Vanity  of  Original  Sin  a  57.     See 

Man  a  82    Adam,  Nature. 

MortiJicatioH      to       the 

World  by  the  Sight  of  P 

God  b  41  by  the  Crofs   p>^z«/')  Comfort  under 

of  Chrift  b  i,  6-,    cj.  ^   them  b  50 

Mofes  and  Chrift      a  49  Paradife  on  Earth  b  30 

J 1 8.  Mofes  dying  b  49  S9 

Aaron  £f  Joftiua  b  124  Pardon  a  Sufficiency  of 

My/leries  reveaPd  a  11, 12    it  b  85.  and  Confeifion 

N  a    131.    and    Strength 

''yf//5»«/ Mercies  and    f:om     Chrift     c     24. 

Thanks        b  i,  in.    bought  at  a  de;ir  Price 

Nativity  of  Chrift  32,    c  4.  and  Sanitification 

3,  13    by  Faith   a  9.   b    90. 

Nature  and  Grace  a  104  brought 


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troueht  to    our  Senfes    Goodnefs  of  God  awful 
^  c  II.  ^  i°^j  "  *° 

far^w/J  and  Children  a  Pr«;/^imperfea:onEarth 
II,,  114.  Convey  not  b  s-for  daily  Proteaion 
Qy^cq  a  09    and  Prcfervationb  6, 7, 

P^#i*z;^r,  Chrift  isciirs    8.  from  Angels  b  27. 
•^  bi55    from  the  Creation  b  71 

.P«>W;.  See  Cbrijf,  SuJ-    to  the  Redeemer  b  5, 
'ferhgs^Jr^ger,  Lcve.        ri,  29,   35,  70.   to  the 
Patience    under    Afflie-    Trinity  c  -6..-41.  for 
lions  a  5.  129,  b  109.  of   Creation  and  Redemp- 
God  producing  Repen-    tion  ,  ^    ..    ^  35 

tance  b  74,  105  Prayer j^di  Praife  a  i. 

Teace  of   Confcience  b    for     Deliverance     an= 
57.  and  Contention  a    fwer'd  a  30 

r^o.    ^tt  Comfort,  Joy.  ?re aching  B^^uim  k^ht 
FerfeaionsGi God  hi6(>    Lord's  Supper     b  141 
=..---169.      Perfevering,  PredeJ^tnatton.   See  tlec- 
Grace    a    a6,  32,  4?,    iion. 

51,   13S  Preparation    for   Deatn 
F^rM  of  Chrift  glorious    327.     See  P^jj/^.       ^ 
and  gracious  a  75  b47  Prefumptton  and  Defpair 
Perfecuiion  Courage  un-    a  115,  ^  JS^*  ?57. 
der  it  a  H  Pr^/^«f^  of  God  in  Wor- 

Pharifee   and    Publican    ftiip   b  45-     Light  m 
■"  a  131    Darknefsb  54,  m  Death 

Pilgrimage  o^  the  Saints  a  ^19,  b  31,  49.  c  14. 
^       ^  b  S3    in  Life  &  Death  b  117 

Plrafwe  of  a  good  Con-  or  Ab fence  ot  Chrift 
fcience  b  57.  of  Religi-  b  50.  of  Chrift  in  Wor- 
on  b  30,  59.  fmful  for-  fhip  a  66.  b  15,  16,  c 
faken  b  lo,  11.  their  15.  of  God  our  Life  b 
Vanity    and     Danger    93,  94>  190-        „  "    ,  . 

b  loi  Prefernjation      ot      this 

Pavirty  of  Spirit  a  102    World  b    13-  of  our 

127    Graces,    a  51.  of   our 

Pq^er  of  God  a  86.  and    Lives  b  6,  7;  *>  ^9 

Wifdom  in  Chrift  cru- 

cify'd  b  iz6,  c  10.  and  ^''?«<" 


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PnV^  and  Humility  a  II,  Reco-verj  from  Sicknefs 
Ji,  127  a  55 

Priejfhood  LevWical  end'  RecoKciliation  to  God  in 
ing  in  Chrift  b  12.  of     Chrift  b  148 

Chrift  bii8  Redemption  in  Chrift    a 

Prff<^;^a/ repenting  a  123     97,98,  b  yg.andPro- 

Profit  and  Unprofitable-  tedtion  b  82.  by  Price 
nefs  a  118,  b  165     c  4.  and  by  Power  b  29 

Promiftd  MefiTiah    born     See  Chrift. 

a  60,  107,  134  Regeveratian  a  95  b  130 

Promifes  of  the  Cove-  Religion  neglefted  b  32 
iiant  a  9,  39,  107.  See  vain  without  Love  a 
Scripture.  And  Truth  134.  Chriftian  the  Ex- 
ol:  God  unchangeable  a  ceilcncy  of  it  b  131 
139  our  Security  b  40,  re/ealed.  See  Go/pel 
60,  69     Scripture. 

Prophecies  and  Types  of  Remembrance  of  Chrift 
Chrift   b  135.   and  In-  c  6 

fpiration  b  150  Repmiance  from    God's 

Pfoy5>tr;/>'and  Adverfity,  Goodnefsand  Patience 
a  5.  vain  b  56,  loi.  b  74,  105.   and  Humi- 

ProtcSiion  from  fpiritual  liation  a  87,  at  the 
Enemies  b  8z.  of  the  Ciofs  of  Chrift  b  9,  106 
Church  a  8,  22,  23.  and  Impenitence  b  125 
See  Church.  gi'ves    Joy   to     H^wven 

Prcuidence  b  46.  exeeut-  a  lol 

ed    by  Chriit  a  i  over  Refignaiion.   See  Suhmif- 
Affliftions  and  Death       fion. 

Puhlick  Ordinances.  See  RefurreRion  a  6,  b  I02 
Worjbip  no.   See  Death,  Chrift, 

Publican    and    Pharifee    Heaven. 

a  131  Retirement  and  Medita- 

Pmijhmenl  for  Sin.    See    tion  b  122 

Hell  a  loo,  118  /?^/«rffjandBackflidings 

R  b  10 

"jDAce   Chriftian  a  48,  Revenge  and  Love  a  130 

■*v.  b  53  Rich  Sinner  dying  a  24 

Reafon  feeble  b  87  Car-  b  56 

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i^/c^^j  their  Vanity  b  46    Pardon  a  9.  Through 
101     Faith  b   90 

Righteoufnefs  &  Strengfh  Satan  and  Chrift  at  En- 
in  Chrift  a  84,  85,  97,  mity  a  7.  his  various 
98.  of  Chrilt  valuable  Temptations  b  I56, 
a.  109.  our  Robe  a  7,  157,  conquered  oy 
5,0.  &  Self-Righteouf-  Chrift  b  89'.  See  Dea)iL 
nefs  a  131.  our  own  Scripture  a  53.  b  118  of 
infufficient  b!54    the  Gofpel. 

S  Ssa  under  the  Dominion 

Oi^^ia//^  delightful  b  14    of  God  b  70 

^  Sacrament.  See  Bap-  Sealing    and   witneffing 

tifm.  Lord's  Supper,  Spirit  a  14:4 

Sacrifice  of  Chrift  b  142  Secure    and     awakened 

and  Interceffion  b  118    Sinner  a  115 

Safety  of  the  Church  a  Security  in  the  Promifes 

8,  ax,  2.3.  b  40,  60,   69 

Saints.   See  Churchy  Spi-  Seeking  after  Chrift  a  67 

rz/^^/.    God    their  A-  71 

venger  b  115.  and  Hy-  Self- Righteoufnefs     a  I31 

pocrites    a  136,     140.    infufficient  b  154 

their  Example  b   140.  Senfe  affifting  our  Faith 

Charafters  cf  them  a  b  141 

343.    in    the  Hand  of  ^^«^W  Delights  dange- 

Chrift  a  13S,  Security    reus  b  ii^  12,  48 

b  64.  beloved  in  Chrift  Serpent  brazen         a  112 

a  54.    adopted    a    64.  SkepherdyC)\n?i  and  his 

Deaih  and  Burial  b  3    Paftures  a  67 

in    Glory    a    40,    41.  Shortnefs,    Frailty     and 

Communion  c  2    Mifery  of  Life  b   37, 

Sal'vation    b  88.  of  the  39;  5 S 

worft  of  Sinners  z  10^  Sicknffs   and    Recovery 

by    Grace    a    11 1.    in  a  55 

Chrift     a    137.        See  Sight  of  God  mortifies 

Chrify     Crofs,     Grace,    us  to  tiie  World  b  41 

Hea'veny  Light,  Redeem,    of    Chrift  beatific   \G, 

Righteoufnefs.  75.  and    Faith   a  iic, 

SanBification.    Juftifica-     120    b     129,     145.    of 

tion  and  Glory  a  3.  &  Chrift 


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Chrift     makes    Death  Sons  of  God  a  64,  143. 

eafy                         c  14  Eleft    and    new-born 

Simeoji's  Sung  a  19.  c  14  3-54 

i'rW;  and  Sion         b  152  .Soz?^  of  Angels  a  3.  of 

Sincerity  and  Hypociiiy  Simeon  a  13.  c   14.  of 

a  136  Zechaiiah    a     50.     of 

Sin  the  Caufe  of  Chrift's  Mofes  and  the  Lamb  a 

Death  b  81.  &  Mifery  49,  56.  oT  Hezekiaha 

banifhed  from  Heaven  55.   of  Solomon  para- 

a  105,  b  86.   Original  phras'd  a  66  —  78.  of 

a    57.    pardoned    and  the  Virgin   Mary  a  60 

fubdu'd  a  9,  104,   b  90  for  November  5ih,  b  91 

indwellina;   a    115.    its  Sorrow'.  SeeRgpgntance, 

Power  ibid,  b  S6.  the  Conjfort  under  it  b  50, 

Ruin    of   Angels  and  69.  for  theDead  reliev- 

Men  b  74.  Cultom  in  ed                             b  3 

it  b   160.  Folly,  Mad-  Son^reignty  a  86       See 

nefs  and  Diftemper  of  Grace,    EleRion,    Gody 

it  b  153.  Convidion  of  Spirit  breath'd  after  a 

it  by  the    Law  3115.  74.  b   34.   Water  and 

crucify'd   a   106.    De-  Blood  c  9.  his  Offices 

ceitfu'lnefs  of  it  b  150  b   133.  witnelling  and 

Sinning  and  repenting  fealingai44  its  Fruits 

b  zo  a  101 

•y/'/j/w/Pleafures  forfaken  Spiritual  Enemies,  Deli- 

b  10,  II  verance  a  47,  b  65,   %z 

Sinner  the  vileft  faved  a  V/arfare  b  77.    Pijgri- 

104.  and  Saints  Death  mage   b   53.     Apparel 

b  121.  invited  to  Chrift  a   7,   ^o.     Race  a  48. 

a  127.  excluded  Hea-  Sloth  and  Dulnefs  b  25 

ven  a    104,    105.    his  34,  Joy  b  73,  75.  Meat, 

Death     terrible    a    91  Drink  and    Cloathing 

b  2  a  7.   Food.  See  Feaji. 

Sloth     fpiritual      com-  State    of    Nature    arjd 

plain'd  of              b  25  Grace                   a  104 

Society  in  Heaven  blefled  StorTM.      See      Thunder. 
b  53  Strength  from    Heaven 

Sontc\M2^.  with  the  Fa-  a  15,   52,  48.   Righte- 

ther  b  54.    See  Chriji,  oufnefs 


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t)ufiKrsand  Pardon  in  Tnnity  vvs^xfed   c  25--41 

Chrift  a  84,    85.    c  24  ^rz^/j  on  Earth,  &  Hope 

SubmrJ/ion  Si,  Dd\ver?.nce     of  Fieaven  '06.5 

a  129,  to  Affliftions  a   Triumph  over  D't^th  ^.  b. 


b  no.  of  Faith  m 
ChriJ}  a  14.  at  a  iva/i 
c  zi.  o^  Chrtjl  over  cur 
Enemies  a  iS 

Trz^^/6  and  Fromifes  of 
Go(^  unchangeable  a 
139.  b  60,  69.  Types 
b  la.  and  Prophecies 
of  CbriJ}  b  135 

V 


5.  b  109 

Succefs    of    the    Gofpei 

a  II,  14,  1 19.  b  144 

Sufferings    for  Chrift  a 

302.     ^^-^  Chrift. 

Supper  of  the  Lord  in- 

ftituted  c  1.  Baptifm  and 

Preaching  b  141 

Support  under  Trials  b 

4>';%/'/3/^>'of  Chriita  IZ5    T/'AIN  Profperity   b 

T  ^  156,  loi 

■^Akle  of  the  Lord.  See   yalue  of  Cur//?  and  his 

W-   Lord.  Righteoufnefs      a  109 

7V»?//<a'/;<7»/,  Hope  under  r^«?7y  and  Mortality  of 

them    a   139.    ef   the     Man   a  82.   of  Youth 

\^^orId  b  ibi.    of  the     a  89,  90.  of  the  Crea- 

Devil  b  65,  a  156,  157.     twres  b  146 

&defertioncomplainM   Ft^ory,  a  Thankfgiving 

of  b  163     for  itb3.  over  Death 


Temptedy  Chrift's  Com- 
pailion  to  them    a  125 

Terrors  of  Death  to  the 
Unconverted  a  91 


a  17.  Sin  and  Sorrow 
a  14.  of  Chrift  over 
Satan  a  58.  b  29,  See 
Enemies, 


Xtjiament    New   m  the   Virtues  Cbriftian   b  161 
Blood  o^  Cbrifi        03    [/^/^^/Vf/"  and  Faith  a  10a 


Thank fgi^jtng  for  Vidory 
b  III.  for  Mercies  b 
3  J  6.  National  b  1 

Thunderer  God        b  62. 

Time  redeemed    a    88. 

cars,  &  Eternity  God's 

b  67 

Tree  of  Life  c  S.  and  Ri- 
ver of  Love  c  20 


125.   puniflied  a  iiS 
Unchantablenefs  and 

Charity  a  126 

Vnconnjerted  State  b  1 59 

Death  terrible  to  them 

a  91 

Unfruitftilnefs  b  165 

l/'?/f^«  Things,  Faith  ia 

them  a  120 

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W  ble  b  68.  profitable  b 

TjT/'Andering  A^t&\on%    113.   condefcended   to 

■      b  20.    thoughts  in    by  God   5^.  Chriji  pre- 

Worftiip  a  136    fentat  it  a  66.  b  15,  16. 

Warfare  Chriftian  b  77    c  15,  accepted  through 

Watery  the  Spirit  and  Chrift  b  36,  37.  Forma- 
t4ie  Blood  c  9    lity  in  it  a  136.  delight- 

/iTif^/^  Saints  encouraged  ful  b  14,  15,  16,  la 
by  Chrilt  a  125.  by  the  Wrath  and  Mercy  of 
Church  a  126    God  a  42.  b  80.     See 

Weaknefs  our  own,  and     God^  HelL 
Chrift    our     Strength  Y 

a  15  yOKE  oi  Chriji  eafy 

Wifdom    and  Power  of  -*  a  127 

God  in  Chrift  crucified  Youth,    its    Vanities    a 
c  10.   Carnal  humbled     89,  90.  advanced  a9i. 
a  ji,  12  Z 

Wttnejing  and  fealing  yAchar'tah\  Song  and 
Spirit  a  144  ^  ^i?^«'s  Meffage  a  50 

♦Tor^  of  God  a  53.  2^«/  in  the  Chriftian 
preached  a  10,  119*^  Race  a  48.  b  129.  and 
See  Gofpel  Scripture,        Love  a  14,  for  the  Gof- 

■^or/^  Crucifixion  to  it  pel  a  103.  b  4.  th« 
by  the  Crofs  c  7.  Its  Want  of  it  b  25. 
End  b  164.  Mortifica-  againft  Sin  b  106.  for 
tion  to  it  by  the  Sight    God  b  1x6  , 

ofGodb4i.  Its  Cre-  Zion,  her  Glory  and 
ation  b  147.  Prefer-  Defence  b  64.  See 
vation  b  13    Church* 

V/orjlip  of  Heaven  hum- 


A    TABLE 


[     ^77     ] 


f 


J  T'JBLE   of  the  Scriptures  that 
are  turned  into  Verfe. 

In  the  Firft  Book. 


Hymn 

Ckn.  ill.  1, 15, 17-  ^07 
xvli.  7.  —  '^3 
xvii.  7,  10.        Ill 

xxU.  6.     1^9 

Job         i.  II.     .€ 

iii.  14,  15.         24 

iv.  J7,  21.         82 

V.  6,  7,  8.        83 

ix.  2,  xo  — "   86 

xiv.  4.     57 

xix.  25,  26,  27.    6 

Pfal.     iii.  5,  6.    — -  80 

iv.  8.     -— -     80 

xix.  5,  8.    79 

xlix.  6,  9.  34 

li.  5.      — -     57 

Ixxiii.  24,  25.        79 

cxxxix.  S3,  24-      136 

cxli.i.  8.     80 

cxlvii.  19,  20,         53 

Fxov.  viii.  J 2,  2,  32,    92 

viii.  34,  36.         93 


Hymn 

Ecd.  viii.  8.  •— —  24 
ix.  4>  5>6»^o*  ^^ 
xi.  9.  — —  89 
^Tbe  fajne,        90 

xii.    1,  7 9' 

Sol.  S.  i.  2,  12,  17.     66 

i.  7.     67 

ii.  J,  2,  3,  &c.  68 
ii.  8,  9,  (^c.  69 
ii.  34,  16,  17.  70 
iii.  3,«,3,4.  5-71 

iii.  2.      7* 

iv.  3,  10,  7.       73 

iv.  32,  14,  15'  74 

V.  3.     -----     74 

V.   9.     '=.-"       73' 

Vi.    3.  2,  3,   32.    7^ 

uii.  5j  9,  12.      77 

YiiL  5j  2,  13.     78 

Ifaiah  v.  2,  7,  10.     30 

ix.  2,  6,  7-        13 

sxvi.  J,  2,  ^f-       8 

N  2  Ifaiah 


^n^       A    rABLE    of  the   Scriptures,    kc. 


Hymn 

If.  xxvi.  S,  20.   30' 

xxxvii;.  9,  &c.  55 

xi.  27,  2S,  Gfr.  32 

The  fume,         48 

xU'.  7.      Sj 

xiv.   ^J,   Zf^.  84 

xlix.  13,  14,  Sf^.  35 
iiii.  15,  10,  !♦,  141 
liij.  6,  9,  12.  J 42 
Iv.   f,  2,  fefr.        7 

Ivii.  J  5,  16.  87 

Ixi.  I©.     ao 

Ixiii.  I,  a,  3,  £fr.  2? 
ixiiJ.  4,  5,   6,  7.    19 

Ixv.  20.      95 

Lam.  iii.  23.     81 

Ez.  xxxvi.  25,  ©'f.      9 

Mic.  vt?.    19.     9 

Nah.     i.  1,2,  5j  &c.  42 

Zach.  xiii.  i.     9 

TvLiit.  ,iii.  9.     99 

V.   2,  12.      102 
xi.  28,  30.    127 

xiif  20 J25 

xiii.  16,  17.       10 

xxi.  9.     16 

xxii.   37,  40.    ii6 

xxviii.  18,  <^V.     128 

xxviii.  39.     ---     52 

Maik     X.  14.    ---    113 

xvi.  15.  &c.    12S 

J,uke       i.  27,  &c.     19 

i.  30,  (£fr.       3 

i.  46,  &ff.     60 

i.  6J^    150 


Hymn 
Luke    X.  21.     --. 
^  Tee  famey 
XV.  7,  ic. 
XV.   13,  Gfc'. 
xviii,   10,  t^c. 
xix.  38,  40. 
John     i.  1,  3,  14. 
i.  13.      — 
1.  17.     .-- 
1.  29,  32. 
iii.   3,  ©"r. 
iii.  14,  j6. 
iii.  16,  J7,  iS.  100  ;j 

iv.  24.     

X    28,  39. 
Ads   ii.  38.     ---- 

xvi.   14,   33. 
Rem.  iii.  19,  22. 
V.  12,  fcfr. 
The  fame, 
vi.   J,  2,  6. 


II 

12 
lOl 

123 

16 

c 

95 
115 

5^ 

95 

112 


15^^ 
,38^ 

5M 
21  ^ 

94- 
124  j 


,  VI.  3,  4,  ^c.  122 

vii.  8,9,14,24.11s 

Viii.   14,  16.      144 

viii.  33,  ^c.  4 

ix.  21,  zZi&c.  117 

xi,  .16,  17.       1 14 

xiv.  17,  19.       12^ 

XV.  8,9,i4,24.  115 

I  Cor.  i.  23,  24.       1 19 

i.  26,  31.         96 

i.  30,     97 

The  f  mey  98 

ii.  9,   10.  T05 

iii.   6,  7.   1.19 

vi.   10.,  II.        104 

X,  32.     126 

I  Cor. 


A    TABLE  of  the  Scriptures,  &c. 


H> 

mn 

Hymn 

1  Cor.  xiii.  I,  23  3- 

134  I 

Job. iii.  1.  (^c. 

64 

^     xiii. 

i,  3j  7>i3' 

133  - 

fude      24,  25. 

5^ 
61 

XV 

55,  &c. 

17 

^ev.  1.  5,  6,  7. 

a  Cor.  ii 

16.    -  — 

119 

V.  6,  8,  12- 

I 

V. 

I,  5,  8. 

110 

The  fame^ 

£5 

xii. 

1,  9»  ^°- 

15 

The  fame, 

62 

Gal.   iv. 

4..     

107 

The  fame, 

63 

iv. 

6.     — - 

64.. 

vii.  13,  &c. 

4.0 

Eph.     i. 

3)  ^"'^• 

54, 

The  fame, 

4^1 

1. 

13,  14- 

144. 

xi.  15.     

65 

iii. 

9,  10.      -- 

-     2 

xii.  7     

5§ 

iii. 

16,  &c. 

ns 

xiv.  13.     

18 

iv. 

30,  ©^^.^ 

uo 

XV.  3-     

^^ 

.  ..il.  ii. 

2.     ----- 

130 

xvi.  19,     

^t 

iii. 

7.  S,  9,' 

109 

xvii.  6.     

5^ 

Col.    i. 

16.       

2 

xviii.  20,  2T. 

59 

ii^ 

15.    

107 

xxi.  I,  2,  3,  4- 

21 

^Tim.i'. 

9,  10.  — 

■  137 

xxi.  5,  6,  7,  8. 

45 

i. 

12.      

103 

xxi.  27.     — 

105 

iii. 

15,  16. 

53 

_____ 

iv. 
Tit.  li. 

6,  7,  1^' 
10,  13. 

27 
132 

In  the  Third  Book. 

iii. 

3j  7.    

III 

Luke  ii.  28.    

14 

Heb.  i. 

53 

xiv.  16.     

12 

iii 

3»  5'  ^- 

iig^ 

xiv.  17,  23. 

13 

iv. 

15,  16. 

125 

xxil.  19.      

6 

V. 

7-     

125- 

John  vi.  31,  35,  39 

S 
-      6 

vi. 

17,  19. 

139 

xiv.  3.      

vii. 

145 

xvi.  16.     

6 

ix. 

145 

iCor.  x.  16;  17. 

a 

X. 

28,  29. 

ij8 

xi,  23,  c£^<r. 

I 

X3. 

I,  10.  — - 

-    120 

Gal.  vi.  14..     -  — 

/ 

aPet.i. 

3>  4»  5- 

26 

ijohnv.  6,    -="•- 

9 

i. 

8     .-.-..- 

108 

Tha    END. 


[      2?0      ] 

AD  FERT  IS  E  MENT 

Concerning  the' Second  Edition. 

TH  ERE  are  almoft  150  new  Hymns  added,  * 
and  cne  or  more  fuited  to  every  Theme 
and  Subjeil  in  Divinity.  Having  f'cund  by  Con- 
verfe  with  Chriltians,  v.hat  Words  or  Lines  in 
the  former  mgde  them  his  ufet'ul,  I  have  not 
only  made  various  Correftions  in  them,  but 
have  endeavoyred  to  avoid  the  fame  Miftakes 
in  ail  the  nevv'Coropofuies.  And  whereas  many 
of  the  former  weie  too  particularly  adapted  to 
fpecial  Frames  and  Seasons  cf  the  Chriftian  Life, 
almoft  all  that  are  added  have  a  more  general 
and  cxtenfive  Senfe,  and  may  be  alTumtd  and 
fung  by  moft  Perfons  in  a  worfliipping  Con- 
gregation. 

2.  About  14  or  15  Pfalms  that  were  tranflatfd 
in  the  iirft  Edition  are  left  out  in  this,  becufe 
i  intend  (if  God  afford  Life  and  Afiiftance)  to 
t^-nvert  the  biggeft  Part  of  tl'.e  Book  of  Pfalm? 
jiito  fpiriia'al  Songs,  for  the  Uie  of  Chriftians. 

3.  In  ftll  the  longer  Hymns,  and  in  fome  of  < 
the  Shorter,  there  are  feveral  Stanza's  included  \ 
in  Crotchets,  ilins  []  ;  which  Stanza's  may  be  »^ 
left  out  in  Singinj:,  without  diftarbing-  the  Senfe.  ^j 
Thofe  Parts  sre  alfo  included  in  fuch" Crotchets,  | 
•vr.jch  contam  Woids   too  poetical  for  meaner  9 

Tnderftanding;  or  too  particular  for  whole  Con-  } 
gi-egations  to  iTng.  Bi^t  after  all,  it  is  beft  in  j| 
tmblic  Pfalmcd;    cor  the  Minifter  to  chufe  the^ 

particular 


A  D  F  E  ¥i  rx  SEME  N  T.         z%i 

particular  Parts  and  Verfes  of  the  Pfalm  or 
Hvmn  that  is  to- be  lung,  rather  than  ieaveit 
to  the  Judgment  or  cafuai  Detemnination  ot  hinl 
that  leads  the  Tune. 

The  EiTay  concerning  the  Improvement  of 
Pfalmcdy  bv  the  Ufe  of  Evangelical  Kymns, 
which  took  Vp  many  Pages  of  the  bit  Edition, 
is  quite  left  cut  here,  partly  leit  the  Bulk  ihould 
fweil  too  much,  but  chiefly  becaufe  1  intend  a 
r.-^re  compleat  Treatile  of  Pfalmody,  n\  which 
the  Sublfance  of  that  Effay  will  be  interfperied, 
^■nd  I  hope  with  fuller  Evidence  of  the  Duty  of 
'^in?in'^  new  Songs  to  him  that  fits  upon  the 
Throne,  fmce  the  Lamb  is  afcended  thither  too. 

Aprih  1709- 

Jt^otey  Since  the  Sixth  Edition  of  this  Eock 
the  Author  has  finiflied  what  he  had  io  long 
promifed.  viz  The  Pfalnis  of  David  imitated  ui 
the  Language  of  ike  Nenv  Tefaf^ienf :  There  the 
Reader  will  find  thofe  Piaims,  which  were  left 
•out  ©t  all  the  latter  Editions  of  thefe  Hymns, 
inferted  in  their  proper  Places.  It  is  prefumed 
*hat  that  Book,  in  Conjunftion  v.Uh  this,  may 
appear  to  be  fuch  a  fufhcient  Prfvihcn  for  Pf^-l- 
mody,  a3to.anf«-er  moft  Occafiom  to  the  Chr\- 
ftian  Life. 

March  37  i7i9-^«'' 


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bles  in  the  common  Words  being  diftinguiiTjed 
by  Tables,  into  Words  of  two,  three  and  four 
Letters,  &c.  with  fix  fhort  Leflcns  at  the  End  of 
each  Table,,  not  exceeding  the  Order  cf  Syllables 
in  the  foregoing  Tables.  The  feveral  Sorts  of 
Polyfyllables  alfo,  being  ranged  in  proper  Ta- 
bles, have  their  Syllables  divided,  and  dire^lior.s 
placed  at  the  Head  of  each  Table  for  ife?  Accent, 
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Advantage  only  of  an  Fnglijh  Education. 

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ther with  a  feleft  Number  of  Fables,  adorned 
with  proper  Sculpiures,  for  the  better  Improve- 
ment of  the  young  Beginner.     And 

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Occafions. 

The  whole,  being  recomncended  by  feveral 
Clergymen  and  eminent  Schoolmafters,  as  the 
wioft  ofeful  Performance  for  the  Inftruftion  of 
Youth,  isdefigned  for  the  Ufe  of  SCHOOLS 
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Author  of  the  Schocl^iaster's   Assistant, 

and  Sthoolmailer  in  Wappin. 

DAVlDElSi  Th^  LIFE  of  D  A  F]  D, 
King  of  Ifrael :  A  Sacred  POEM.  In  live 
Boc^k?. 

.    By  THOU  AS    E  L  L  W  O  O  D» 

Scribimus  IndoQi  DoRiqm  Poemata. Hor, 

DIVINE  SONGS  atterapted  in  cafy  Lan- 
,      guage,  furtheuTeof  Children. 
I  By  the  late  I.    WATTS,    D.  D. 

F      i)ui  of  the  Mouth  of  Babes  and  Sucklings  thou  haf 
perjeded  Praijey  Matt.  xxi.   16. 
The  Sixteenth  Ediiioji, 

The  CHURCH  CATECHISM  EX- 
PLAINED, by  Way  ol  Qnellion  and  Anfwer  \ 
and  confirm'd  by  Sc.ipture  Proofs:  Divided  in- 
to fi-e  Paits,  an^d  twelve  Sef^ions.  Wherein  a 
brief  and  plain  Account  is  given  of,  I.  Tr.e 
Chrillian  Covenaut.  II.  The  Chriftian  Faith, 
III.  The  Chriltian  Obedience.     IV.    The  Chi . 

ftia. 


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